【Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt Hand】

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To pursue Yuanzhen, Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao ventured into the secret passage.
After running several meters, Zhang Wuji reached out and felt around. Ahead lay a rough, uneven stone wall, without a single crack
. He pushed hard on the uneven parts, but it wouldn't budge. Xiao Zhao sighed, "I've tried dozens of times, but I still can't find the mechanism
. It's extremely strange. I even brought a torch to examine it closely, but I didn't find anything suspicious. But
where did that monk escape to?"
Zhang Wuji took a deep breath, gathered his strength in his arms, and pushed hard on the left side of the stone wall. There was no movement. Pushing to the right
, he felt the wall tremble slightly. Overjoyed, he took two more breaths and pushed with all his might. The stone wall slowly receded
, revealing an extremely thick, enormous, heavy, and solid stone door. The secret passage at Bright Peak was ingeniously constructed,
employing hidden mechanisms in some places. However, this large stone gate had no mechanisms at all. Unless one possessed superhuman strength or superior martial arts skills
, it would be impossible to move. Even someone like Xiao Zhao, who could enter the passage, would have to give up halfway due to insufficient martial arts skills.
Zhang Wuji, having mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, possessed immense pushing power and was able to push it open.
After the stone wall moved back three feet, he struck out with his palm to prevent Yuan Zhen from ambushing him from behind the stone, and then slipped inside.
After passing the stone wall, there was another long passage ahead. The two walked forward, feeling the passage sloping downwards,
getting lower and lower. After walking about fifty feet, they suddenly found themselves at the fork in the road. Zhang Wuji tried each path,
finding as many as seven forks. Just as he was about to ignore them, he suddenly heard someone cough softly to his left. Although he immediately suppressed it,
it was quite clear in the quiet night.
Zhang Wuji whispered, "This way!" and rushed towards the leftmost fork in the road.
This fork was uneven and rugged, with varying elevations. He pressed forward, hearing the
incessant clatter of chains behind him, and turned back, saying, "The enemy is ahead, the situation is dangerous. You should take it slow."
Xiao Zhao replied, "We'll share the hardship, what's there to be afraid of?"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a fierce gust of wind press down on her head; it was Yuan Zhen launching a sneak attack. Although Zhang Wuji's
martial arts skills were newly mastered, he lacked combat experience, and with a slight carelessness, he fell into Yuan Zhen's trap. Yuan Zhen knew that Zhang Wuji
's Nine Yang Divine Skill was the nemesis of the Illusionary Yin Finger, so this sneak attack was well-prepared, targeting Zhang Wuji's dantian and
other vital acupoints, sealing his true energy. Zhang Wuji immediately collapsed to the ground.
Seeing Zhang Wuji unable to move, Yuan Zhen burst into laughter. Taking advantage of his distraction, Xiao Zhao thrust her torch
straight at him. Unexpectedly, Yuanzhen, cunning and treacherous, had been watching Xiaozhao's movements closely. Taking advantage of her advance, he casually flicked her wrist
, knocking her to the ground as well.
Yuanzhen laughed, saying to Xiaozhao, "Didn't we agree to share the burden? Now we can both obediently
fall down."
Xiaozhao angrily retorted, "You filthy bald monk, all you know is sneak attacks and ambushes! What kind of hero are you? If you have the guts, release Young
Master Zhang's pressure points and settle things properly—that would be truly impressive!"
Yuanzhen said, "I've never considered myself a hero. I only entered this secret passage to
enjoy myself with my lover!" As he spoke, he stared intently at Xiaozhao.
Meeting Yuanzhen's lewd gaze, Xiaozhao shuddered involuntarily, a sense of foreboding rising within her. At this moment,
Yuanzhen strode towards Xiao Zhao, stroking her face, and said, "I never imagined that Yang Xiao's little maid would be
so lovely."
Zhang Wuji shouted, "Yuanzhen, you dog! One must take responsibility for one's actions. I am inferior in skill and have fallen into your hands. You can
kill me or torture me, I have no complaints..." Before he could finish speaking, Yuanzhen casually pressed Zhang Wuji's acupoint to silence him, then turned and
pinched Xiao Zhao's breasts.
"Haha, I never expected them to be so soft. It's been many years since I've felt this way since I went to Shaolin Temple .
"
Xiao Zhao cursed, "Bald monk, let go!"
"Let go, of course I'll let go, how can I get close to you if I don't?" Yuanzhen laughed as he spoke, and reached out to tear at Xiao Zhao
's blue cloth dress.
"Tear..." Underneath the blue cloth was a snow-white undergarment, covering Xiao Zhao's crystal-clear white skin.
Xiao Zhao cried out in anger, "Let me go!"
"Ha...ha...ha...that's right, lying there like that is so boring." He then
released Xiao Zhao's pressure points. As
soon as the pressure points were released, Xiao Zhao immediately tried to escape, but before she could turn around, Yuan Zhen punched
her in the stomach, causing her to writhe in pain, moaning "Ugh...ugh..."
Yuan Zhen said, "Go, go, didn't you want to leave?" As he spoke, he continued to punch and
kick Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao was dizzy from Yuan Zhen's blows, her hair disheveled, her clothes torn to shreds, her entire body
almost completely exposed to Yuan Zhen's eyes. Her breasts and genitals, the mysterious area of a young girl, were vaguely visible, further
arousing his lust.
Yuan Zhen knelt beside Xiao Zhao, one hand vigorously rubbing her breasts, the other reaching towards her thick
genitals.
Parting the dense pubic hair, Yuanzhen saw two bright red labia tightly closed, as if guarding
a sacred land untouched since ancient times. Yuanzhen couldn't resist using his fingers to pry open the labia, inserting his index finger
into the vagina and rubbing it against the clitoris.
His fingers rubbing the tightly closed vagina felt like carving a tunnel. As his fingers rubbed, Yuanzhen's
mouth didn't stop either, kissing Xiaozhao all over her body, finally stopping at her clitoris,
biting hard and leaving teeth marks.
Xiaozhao had never been with a man before, and being bitten and pinched by Yuanzhen filled her with shame. Even worse, in her fear
, her vagina was unusually dry, and the intrusion of Yuanzhen's fingers felt like a tearing sensation in her lower body.
Suddenly, Yuanzhen felt something blocking his fingers, and he was overjoyed. He quickly looked down and saw
a small membrane inside the narrow crevice.
Yuanzhen immediately asked, "Are you still a virgin?"
Xiao Zhao nodded.
Yuanzhen immediately stood up, took off his clothes, revealing a huge penis over seven inches long. The entire penis was thick, black
, and smelled foul, already engorged with blood. Bluish-black veins bulged along its surface, and the glans was erect,
breaking through the foreskin and pointing skyward.
Although Xiao Zhao had never experienced sexual intercourse, looking at Yuanzhen's ugly penis, she knew she was about to encounter something terrible.
Xiao Zhao was terrified of her impending doom and dared not look any longer.
Unexpectedly, Yuanzhen suddenly said softly, "Little girl, Heaven cherishes life. Since you are still a virgin,
how could I, as a monk, possibly defile your chastity? In fact, as long as you serve me comfortably and allow me to release
my lust, what harm is there in letting you both go?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhao felt as if Yuanzhen had granted her a pardon. Although she was half-believing, she couldn't help but raise her head and ask
, "Really? How do I serve you?"
Yuanzhen said, "Open your mouth wide and hold this thing in your hand. I will teach you how to do it."
Xiao Zhao immediately took Yuanzhen's penis, opened her mouth wide, and waited for his instructions. Unexpectedly, without saying a word, Yuanzhen
shoved his seven-inch-long penis into Xiao Zhao's mouth.
A stench made Xiao Zhao dizzy and nauseous. Her mouth was completely stuffed with the penis, making it difficult to breathe
. Just as she was about to spit it out, Yuanzhen's voice rang in her ears: "Don't spit it out, keep it in your mouth
, and lick the glans with your tongue." Yuanzhen also pressed Xiao Zhao's forehead with both hands, stroking it back and forth
.
Although Xiao Zhao was extremely unwilling, she could only endure the stench and stick out her tongue
to lick around Yuanzhen's penis. The most unbearable thing was the stroking motion, with the glans pressing against her throat every time the penis thrust in, making it hard to breathe
.
"Ah...ah...it feels so good, that's it, suck harder, I've been holding back for so many years in Shaolin Temple, I've
never felt so good, oh...suck harder, suck tighter..." His hands moved faster and faster.
Xiao Zhao felt the glans inside her mouth growing larger and larger, each time it surged into her mouth it felt like it was about to burst her throat
. Just as she was about to reach her limit, Yuanzhen suddenly thrust his entire penis inside her, while his penis itself
moved irregularly up and down. Instantly, a large gush of foul-smelling, thick semen spurted from the glans. Xiao Zhao, caught off guard,
swallowed a handful of the semen, but it was thick and plentiful, still gushing out, filling her throat completely,
so much of it spilling from the corners of her mouth.
At this moment, Yuanzhen let out a long breath, as if he had experienced immense pleasure, and his penis began to soften,
slowly withdrawing from Xiao Zhao's mouth. Xiao Zhao thought her misfortune was over, but then she heard Yuan Zhen's command: "Don't spit it
out. Swallow all this semen; it's my treasure. After you're done, you have to come over and lick the semen off his penis."
Helpless, Xiao Zhao closed her eyes and swallowed the semen in her mouth in one gulp. The
fishy, foul smell made her want to vomit, but for a sliver of hope, she gritted her teeth
and swallowed it all, even licking the semen off the corners of her mouth. Then she picked up Yuan Zhen's penis and,
starting from the glans, licked away the semen clinging to it, stroke by stroke.
After licking her clean, Xiao Zhao said, "I've served you well enough, now let us go!"
Yuan Zhen laughed and said, "Silly girl, let you go? I need you to 'release' my fire because I've been trapped in
Shaolin Temple for so many years, accumulating so much 'ammunition.' If I don't 'release' it first, it'll be a waste of
your virginity if it 'goes astray.' Now it's about time, I'll officially deflower you!"
Xiao Zhao immediately let out a desperate scream and struggled to escape, but she was already in
pain from Yuan Zhen's beating and was still breathless from the torture, so she couldn't get far. On the contrary, after catching his breath, Yuan Zhen's seven-
inch penis once again stood erect and throbbed in front of Xiao Zhao.
Yuanzhen approached Xiaozhao, grabbed her feet, and pulled her forward, placing her legs
on his shoulders. He forcefully spread her vulva wide, his glans rubbing against her labia, moving it rhythmically,
using the saliva she had left on his glans as lubrication.
Xiaozhao struggled, trying to move her lower body to prevent Yuanzhen from entering.
Yuanzhen said, "Little girl, what are you struggling for? Why don't you try begging for mercy? Maybe this old monk will take pity on you and
spare your time!"
Xiaozhao knew this was wishful thinking, but she decided to give it a try anyway. Just as she was about to look up and beg for mercy, Yuanzhen
lunged forward. A heart-wrenching pain shot through her, as if a red-hot iron rod had been forced
into her lower body, and her whole body felt as if it had been torn apart. Yuanzhen had deliberately provoked Xiaozhao into a moment of relaxation, intending to penetrate
her vagina when she wasn't paying attention, hoping to witness the pain she felt as her virginity was broken, thus amplifying his own pleasure.
After his penis entered her vagina, Yuanzhen felt an unprecedented sense of pressure. Both of them had long since lost their virginity, whether from raping Xie
Xun's wife or having an affair with his junior sister. Now, for the first time, he was truly
experiencing the sensation of deflowering. The narrow vagina tightly enveloped his glans; the warm vaginal walls, though dry
, gave a primal, rugged feeling. Especially the moment his glans broke through the hymen—though it
was just a thin membrane, easily pierced—was an experience Yuanzhen had never had in his forty-plus years; it was an
experience akin to a lion licking blood.
After Yuanzhen broke Xiaozhao's hymen, Xiaozhao knew all her struggles were futile. The irony of having guarded her
virginity for over ten years, only to have it taken by a monk, was palpable.
Yuanzhen showed no mercy to Xiaozhao's surrender, instead intensifying his assault. Like a wild beast,
he forcefully thrust his penis deep into Xiaozhao's vagina. After over a hundred thrusts, still feeling the force wasn't enough, the penetration wasn't
deep enough, he changed his grip from Xiaozhao's legs to her breasts. With each thrust, he squeezed
her breasts tightly, pulling them closer to his body, causing his penis to penetrate even deeper and increasing friction for greater pleasure.
Poor Xiaozhao, already covered in bruises, now not only endured the pain of losing her virginity,
but her once white and firm breasts were now deformed from Yuanzhen's grip, with bloody scratches and bluish
-black bruises, a truly pitiful sight.
Sure enough, after the previous ejaculation, Yuanzhen thrust hundreds of times without showing any signs of fatigue. Later, with
the lubrication of menstrual blood and vaginal fluid, each insertion and withdrawal produced a "sizzling...
sizzling..." sound from the friction between his glans and vagina, as if encouraging Yuanzhen, making him more and more vigorous, as if he had entered
a state of frenzy, determined not to stop until he had penetrated Xiaozhao's vagina. It wasn't
until nearly an hour later that Yuanzhen's penis began to throb strangely. With the previous...
Xiao Zhao knew Yuan Zhen was about to ejaculate. Already ravaged to the point of near death, Xiao Zhao cried out, "No
...don't ejaculate inside..." trying desperately to push Yuan Zhen away.
But Yuan Zhen seemed to have anticipated her actions, his hands gripping her breasts tightening suddenly, causing Xiao Zhao
to cry out in pain and pulling her vagina tightly against his penis.
At that moment, his glans throbbed, and another large gush of foul-smelling semen erupted. Like a water
cannon, the semen shot continuously from his glans into the depths of Xiao Zhao's uterus. And Xiao Zhao's uterus, in turn, reflexively
and tightly gripped Yuan Zhen's penis, accepting the ejaculated semen without reservation.
Xiao Zhao never imagined that today she would not only lose her virginity but also potentially become pregnant. Thinking of failing
her mother's expectations, she couldn't help but weep bitterly.
To prevent his semen from flowing back out, Yuanzhen grabbed Xiaozhao's legs and
hung her upside down, penis and all, slamming her against the ground to force the semen to flow deeper and more thoroughly.
Finally, the semen sprayed out. Yuanzhen, holding his penis covered in semen and menstrual blood, smeared it on Xiaozhao's face, covering
her entire face with his own blood and semen. The semen was so sticky that
Xiaozhao couldn't open her eyes.
Yuanzhen then put his clothes back on, preparing to unleash his full power on Zhang Wuji. Suddenly, he realized his body
was brimming with energy. Not only had the injuries inflicted by Wei Yixiao, Yang Xiao, and the others vanished without a trace, but his internal strength seemed to have reached
a new level. Catching a glimpse of menstrual blood flowing from Xiaozhao's vagina, he suddenly realized... It turns out that Yuanzhen's Illusory Yin
Technique was an extremely Yin and gentle internal energy cultivation method. When he broke Xiao Zhao's virginal Xuan Yin body, he
absorbed her Xuan Yin energy, quickly recovering his injuries. His subsequent vigorous thrusting accelerated the fusion of Xuan Yin energy with his own Illusory
Yin True Energy, causing his internal strength to advance instead of retreat, approaching the level of Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Divine Skill.
Understanding this, Yuanzhen estimated that killing Zhang Wuji would be easy now, so he might as well…
Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand – Yang Buhui Chapter
. After dealing with Zhang Wuji, Yuanzhen immediately returned to Bright Peak. At that time, Yang Xiao and the others were still suffering from the chilling poison
and were meditating. Yang Buhui had already summoned dozens of Ming Cult members to protect them. Unfortunately, the members' martial
arts were mediocre, and Yuanzhen had already recovered his true energy; in no time, he easily wiped them all out. Although Yang Xiao
and the others fought back fiercely, Yuan Zhen continued to unleash his Illusory Yin Finger technique, leaving them helpless and collapsing to the ground.
Everyone fell except Yang Buhui, who remained unharmed. It turned out that after absorbing Xiao Zhao's Profound Yin energy
, Yuan Zhen knew that the energy of a virgin's loss of virginity could help him strengthen his foundation. Therefore, he had developed a taste for it and returned to Bright Peak. Firstly,
he could annihilate all the Ming Cult leaders; secondly, he remembered Yang Xiao's daughter, Yang Buhui, and planned to
humiliate her in front of Yang Xiao, thoroughly tormenting him.
After defeating everyone, Yuan Zhen slowly walked towards Yang Buhui. Sensing danger, Yang Buhui immediately drew her sword and stabbed at Yuan
Zhen. Yuanzhen wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he deliberately humiliated Yang Buhui, casually dodging aside and using the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand technique
, "Double Dragons Fighting for the Pearl," to grab Yang Buhui's breasts, teasingly saying, "Hmm, they're a bit small, but they're soft,
smooth, and warm—truly a delicacy."
Yang Buhui, unable to bear the shame and anger, immediately thrust her sword at Yuanzhen. But with two sharp "snap, snap," Yuanzhen had already vanished
, tearing off two pieces of fabric from the front of Yang Buhui's pale yellow silk shirt.
"Ha...ha...a window in the chest, isn't it cooler now?"
"Bald monk, shameless!"
Yang Xiao, knowing the situation was hopeless, could only shout at Yang Buhui, "Buhui, you ca
n't beat this scoundrel! Don't worry about us, hurry and rejoin the Eagle Sect down the mountain!"
Knowing she couldn't defeat Yuanzhen, Yang Buhui immediately obeyed her father's orders and turned to flee.
Yuanzhen had anticipated this move. Just as Yang Buhui turned to leave, Yuanzhen appeared before her like a ghost. "Little
girl, no need to rush, let's have some time to relax." He reached out again to grab at Yang Buhui's body.
Yang Buhui was terrified and could only quickly move aside to avoid him. However, she was still a fraction too slow,
and Yuanzhen tore off a large piece of her clothing from her abdomen.
Yuanzhen moved around Yang Buhui like a vengeful ghost, and each time he got close, there was a "snap" sound as
a piece of Yang Buhui's clothing was removed. Yuanzhen specifically targeted Yang Buhui's genitals, breasts, and
buttocks, tearing off her silk robes, then her undergarments and bodice,
completely exposing Yang Buhui's dark pubic hair, red nipples, and snow-white skin. Eventually, the entire hall was filled with flakes of Yang Buhui's clothing, like
butterflies fluttering in the air, accompanied by Yuanzhen's lewd laughter.
Since returning to Bright Peak, Yang Buhui had been showered with Yang Xiao's affections; even when she and Zhang Wuji were wandering the rivers and
lakes, she had never experienced such humiliation. Seeing that she could not escape his clutches today, she steeled her heart and brought her sword
to her neck.
"Clang!" Yuanzhen knocked the sword from Yang Buhui's hand. Yuanzhen then solemnly said, "Young lady, life
is full of disappointments; why so easily take your own life? This old monk has vowed to save all sentient beings; why not let this old monk
guide you and teach you the path to the Pure Land of Guanyin?"
Such preaching, coming from an old monk in shackles, would normally be quite ordinary; but in Yang Buhui's
eyes, it was undoubtedly a curse from the devil, especially since Yuanzhen, seeing Yang Buhui's vaguely visible body,
could no longer suppress his lust; his penis swelled unbearably, straining against his monk's robes.
At this moment, Yuanzhen simply took off his monk's robe, revealing his thick, black penis, over seven inches long, to everyone. The engorged glans
, still stained with Xiao Zhao's vaginal fluids and menstrual blood, peeked out like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, waiting to
bite its prey.
Yuanzhen grabbed Yang Buhui with one hand and tore off all the remaining cloth covering her. Yang Buhui struggled fiercely, but Yuanzhen
didn't say a word. He raised his knee and slammed it into Yang Buhui's genitals: "You filthy bitch, what are you pretending for?
Weren't you just fiercely trying to kill that little maid? Now this old monk will let that little maid teach you a lesson, and send you to paradise,
ha...ha..." Before he finished speaking, he slapped Yang Buhui's face, making her dizzy.
Then, Yuanzhen forcefully kneaded Yang Buhui's nipples. Although her breasts weren't fully developed, they were already quite...
Xiao Zhao was the eldest, and her nipples were a pale pink, firm yet soft and smooth. She rubbed and squeezed them with both hands, filling her
palms perfectly, experiencing a smooth, silky feel. Holding such tender breasts, Yuanzhen became increasingly excited, squeezing them with all her might
. Later, she even opened her mouth wide, drooling, and bit down on her nipples until blood oozed.
Yang Buhui, already nearly fainting from the pain of Yuanzhen's punches and kicks, felt a sharp pain in her nipples
, like being pierced by a needle, and immediately cried out.
Yang Xiao, unable to bear seeing his daughter suffer such humiliation, said, "Yuanzhen, your personal grudges with the Ming Cult shouldn't
implicate your descendants. If you spare my daughter, I'm willing to lead the Ming Cult out of the Central Plains."
Yuanzhen replied, "Left Envoy Yang, you're simply delusional. You're like meat on a chopping block; killing or
dismembering you is as easy as turning your hand. Why would I need you to bargain? However, if you want me to spare your daughter, it's not
impossible..." As he spoke, he dragged Yang Buhui to Yang Xiao, forcefully pulling her legs apart. He spread her legs in front of Yang
Xiao, reaching out to pry open Yang Buhui's tightly pressed labia: "Left Envoy Yang, lick
this place clean with your mouth. This old man is over seventy years old, I don't need to be truly wicked, as long as you arouse her, this old man will be
satisfied, what harm is there in letting your daughter go?"
Yang Xiao knew that Yuan Zhen was just lying, but this was the only glimmer of hope; on the other hand, he also hoped
to buy time, waiting for the White-browed Eagle King from the foot of the mountain to come to the rescue, so he resolutely stuck out his tongue and
licked Yang Buhui's vulva.
Yang Buhui was still a virgin, and her labia were being opened like this for the first time. Although there was a musky smell inside her vagina,
it was also mixed with a unique fragrance of a virgin, which, combined with Yang Xiao's own saliva,
created a unique taste on his tongue.
Yang Buhui had already suffered physical and mental trauma from Yuan Zhen's humiliation. Although she knew her father was compromising,
she still couldn't bear his treatment. Overwhelmed by anger and frustration, she fainted.
Seeing Yang Buhui faint, Yuanzhen immediately punched her in the stomach, jolting her awake
. He then said to Yang Xiao, "Look, you have no skill whatsoever! So dull that even your daughter fell asleep. You're unworthy of being
a father. If you don't know how to do it, let me demonstrate for you!"
Yang Xiao, alarmed, immediately said to Buhui, "Buhui, get excited! Get excited!"
He thrust his tongue into Buhui's vagina, rubbing it against the vaginal walls, hardening the tip with his internal force.
Each insertion aimed at Buhui's clitoris, stimulating her desire and increasing her vaginal lubrication.
Under her father's ministrations, Yang Buhui felt an unbearable itch in her genitals, her body involuntarily twisting from side to side. Though unwilling
, her body reacted naturally. The vaginal fluid flowed out, eventually dripping
onto the ground along with her pubic hair. For a moment, although there were more than ten people in the hall, everyone held their breath, only hearing
the sound of the fluid dripping onto the ground.
Although Yuanzhen was old and vigorous, he was still over seventy years old. When he had just deflowered Xiao Zhao, he had to
clear mountains and rocks, enduring great hardship to enter the Peach Blossom Cave, and his glans was still slightly sore. Therefore, he had specifically ordered
Yang Xiao to perform oral sex on Yang Buhui, firstly to humiliate Yang Xiao, and secondly to arouse Yang Buhui's vaginal fluid, making it
easier for him to deflower her. Now, seeing Buhui's vaginal fluid flowing freely, Yuanzhen knew the time was right, and immediately dragged
Buhui in front of him, ready to deflower her.
Yuanzhen said, "As expected of a lecherous villain of the cult, even your own daughter gets so excited. Seeing
your performance, I'm itching to show off my skills too!"
To let Yang Xiao witness his daughter's deflowering, Yuanzhen picked up Yang Buhui, assuming a "
lotus position" (like Guanyin sitting on a lotus), pressed his glans against Buhui's labia, and released her hands, standing in front of Yang Xiao.
As soon as Yuanzhen released her hands, Buhui fell downwards, and Yuanzhen's glans instantly entered her vagina
. A sharp pain shot from her lower body to Buhui's heart. Buhui quickly grabbed Yuanzhen's neck with both hands to stop the fall
and preserve her chastity. From the outside, it looked as if Buhui was passionately clinging to Yuanzhen, making love to him.
Yuanzhen laughed, "Interesting, I didn't know you, you bitch, could play such tricks. Hold me tighter, don't be
so lewd as to let me penetrate you!" He used both hands to vigorously squeeze and knead Bu Hui's breasts and buttocks,
satisfying his grotesque desires; at the same time, he opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue to lick Bu Hui's pretty face.
Poor Yang Bu Hui not only had to endure Yuanzhen's forceful squeezing, leaving red marks on her snow-white skin
; what came next was Yuanzhen's wrinkled, ugly face, opening its mouth to bite, leaving
disgusting saliva on her face; most deadly of all, the waves of pain from her lower body made Bu Hui even more terrified, fearing that if she
lost her strength, she would lose her virginity to Yuanzhen. She could only endure the pain, tightly gripping Yuanzhen's neck, her body and
mind under immense pressure.
However, how could a frail woman sustain her body for long? Moreover, Bu Hui had already
been brutally beaten by Yuan Zhen, leaving her physically exhausted. Her body slumped downwards, while Yuan Zhen's engorged glans,
like an iron drill, relentlessly penetrated Bu Hui's vagina, prying open the vaginal walls bit by bit. After half an incense stick
's time of persistence, Yuan Zhen's glans was nearing Bu Hui's precious virginity. Just one more inch, and Bu
Hui's virginity of over ten years would be taken by Yuan Zhen.
His glans advanced inch by inch, enveloped and compressed by the virgin's narrow vagina, causing Yuan Zhen's glans to itch unbearably.
This time, Bu Hui's vagina was already moistened with vaginal fluid, a stark contrast to the dryness when he deflowered Xiao Zhao
. Yuan Zhen felt a warm, smooth sensation travel from his glans to every nerve, like being bathed in a warm spring breeze,
until a rough sensation appeared at the tip of his glans. Yuan Zhen knew he had reached the most sacred place of the virgin.
Yuanzhen said, "I didn't expect you, young lady, to be so resolute, able to endure for so long; very well, if you can
endure for another half incense stick's time, this old monk will take pity on you and spare you."
Yang Buhui, overjoyed, said, "Really?" She immediately roused herself and persevered.
Unexpectedly, Yuanzhen was using the same old trick. Seeing that Yang Buhui was lifeless, merely dull and listless as she lost her virginity, he deliberately used words to rouse
her spirit. Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in concentration, he suddenly wrapped his arms around Buhui's legs, gripping her buttocks, and...
He forcefully pulled Bu Hui down; at the same time, with a thrust of his waist, his seven-inch-long penis pierced Bu Hui's
hymen in one go, sliding along with her vaginal fluids and penetrating straight into her flower core.
Yuan Zhen laughed loudly, "Silly girl, why wouldn't you eat pork that's already in your mouth? Besides, I've long said
I'd teach you the principles of Guanyin's bliss. Now, this 'Guanyin Sitting on a Lotus,' aren't you happy? Aren't you enjoying it?
Ha...ha...ha..."
Bu Hui still held onto a sliver of hope when suddenly a sharp pain shot through her lower body. She couldn't help but cry out, and even
her legs, which were crossed, involuntarily parted, as if a thick wooden stick had been inserted into her body. That pain made Bu Hui
realize that she would no longer be a virgin. All resistance and struggle became meaningless. Bu Hui simply let go
of her hands, letting Yuan Zhen hold her around the waist, moving up and down, letting Yuan Zhen's glans go in and out of her vagina
.
Yang Xiao sat on the ground, hearing his daughter's screams, knowing that Bu Hui had been raped by Yuan Zhen. Looking up, he saw
streaks of blood flowing down Yuan Zhen's penis with each thrust, confirming his certainty that there was no hope of survival. Remembering his guilt for failing Ji
Xiaofu's request, he couldn't help but shed tears.
Yuan Zhen, on the other hand, had tricked Bu Hui, turning her initial joy into pain and despair, greatly satisfying
his desire for revenge against the Ming Cult. The thought that even the daughter of the Left Guardian of Light had become his slave
excited him even more. Although he had just had his second time with her, he was now full of energy again. Each time he pulled Yang Bu Hui down
, he thrust his hips upwards, each time slamming his entire penis into Bu Hui's core, like a siege engine
, relentlessly attacking even after the city walls were breached, until the entire city gate was destroyed.
After thrusting over a hundred times, Yuanzhen's hands felt somewhat tired, but his manhood remained erect
and showed no signs of fatigue. He then placed Buhui on the ground, changed positions, and continued his rape.
Because of Yuanzhen's extreme hatred for the Ming Cult, even when raping Buhui, he wanted to strip her of her dignity, ordering
her to crawl on the ground like a bitch while he used the "Old Monk Pushing the Cart" technique to rape her like an animal.
Yang Buhui was already desperate and helpless. To avoid being beaten by Yuanzhen, she could only numbly obey his instructions,
lying on all fours with her vulva raised, allowing Yuanzhen to thrust wildly into her.
Yuanzhen laughed heartily, "Left Envoy Yang, look, your daughter is really as obedient as a dog. People often say, dragons beget
dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and it's true, a great lecher has given birth to a little slut. Ha...ha..."
Yuanzhen continued, "Oh...oh...I never thought such a lewd child would have such a narrow vagina,
gripping this old monk so comfortably, truly good material to be a slut." He even slapped Bu Hui's buttocks, "Squeeze
this old monk's treasure tighter...oh..."
Yang Bu Hui's dignity had been completely destroyed by Yuanzhen. When Yuanzhen called her name, she immediately tightened her vaginal opening,
making her vaginal walls contact Yuanzhen's glans even more tightly. Every time Yuanzhen inserted his glans, she squeezed
her legs tightly, and the pain from her vagina had become numb and insensitive.
With Yang Buhui's cooperation, Yuanzhen became increasingly excited as he thrust, unconsciously using even greater force to ram into Buhui's vulva
. With each thrust, the vaginal fluids made a "sizzling" sound, and each
time Yuanzhen's entire penis struck Buhui's labia, it also made a "slapping" sound, like a rhythmic beat
.
The rhythm grew faster and louder, and Yuanzhen knew he was about to ejaculate. He turned
to Yang Xiao and said, "Left Envoy Yang, oh no, I should call you Father-in-law now. Don't let my age fool you
; I'm still vigorous. Let me fill Buhui's womb with my semen so that next
year Father-in-law can hold a grandson!"
Yang Xiao immediately said, "No!"
Yang Buhui also raised her head and said, "No...no...don't spray inside!" She immediately crawled forward
, hoping to escape Yuanzhen's penis.
But how could Bu Hui, weakened by exhaustion, escape Yuan Zhen's clutches? Before Bu Hui could even crawl forward, her legs were already
tightly held by Yuan Zhen. At that moment, Yuan Zhen, also nearing his climax, thrust forward with force. The semen
, after contracting at the engorged glans, became even more powerful. A large gush of thick semen
sprayed from his throbbing glans into the depths of Bu Hui's uterus, like a water pipe, spraying out a large gush, stopping, throbbing,
then spraying out another large gush, completely engulfing Bu Hui's uterus.
Bu Hui felt the impact of the semen inside her body, her uterus painfully full, and she had no strength or
will to continue. Her hands went limp, and she collapsed to the ground. Yuan Zhen still wouldn't let Bu Hui go; his penis remained
firmly inserted inside her vagina, not loosening its grip even slightly, like a cork, tightly locking the sprayed semen
deep within Bu Hui's uterus.
Only after Yuanzhen's semen had sprayed out and dried, and his penis had softened, did Yuanzhen pull it out of Buhui's body.
His penis was covered in semen, menstrual blood, and vaginal fluid, smelling foul and disgusting. Yuanzhen then walked over, turned Buhui's face, and stuffed
his penis into Buhui's mouth, manipulating her head to make her lick it clean.
Yuanzhen put his clothes back on, looking at the naked and desperate Buhui, and the tormented Yang Xiao sitting beside her, when suddenly a
wicked plan formed in his mind. He then went to the room next door.
*The Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand – Yin Li Chapter*
It is said that on the way to Bright Peak with the White-browed Eagle King and his Heavenly Eagle Cult, they encountered Zhu'er, who had been captured by Wei Yixiao.
Later, Wei Yixiao's cold poison flared up, and Zhu'er seized the opportunity to escape. On her way down the mountain, she met her grandfather and returned
to Bright Peak with the Heavenly Eagle Cult.
Upon entering the hall, the White-Browed Eagle King witnessed the debauchery on Bright Peak. To avoid damaging the Ming Cult's reputation
, he immediately ordered his followers to guard the outside and not enter without permission, allowing only his son, Yin Yewang, and granddaughter, Yin Li, to enter.
Yin Tianzheng, arrogant and confident, believed that in the entire world, apart from Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang and the deceased
Shaolin monk Kongjian, no one could rival him in a one-on-one fight. Seeing only one Shaolin monk in the hall, and that Yang Xiao
and the others were clearly drugged, he assumed the enemy had used underhanded methods to ambush them
. He ordered Yin Yewang to stand guard, and Zhu'er to restrain the others, while he himself stepped into the hall to challenge Yuanzhen.
Yin Tianzheng sternly said, "You, a Shaolin monk, only know how to use drugs to commit adultery and ruin people's reputations! Shaolin..."
"When did our temple produce such despicable and shameless scoundrels as you? Your century-old reputation has been ruined in an instant!"
Yuanzhen replied, "Excellent, excellent, you are mistaken, benefactor. Shaolin will deal with the righteous sects openly and fairly
; but the remnants of the demonic sect, indulging in lewdness and shamelessness, have brought disgrace upon themselves. How can you blame this old monk?"
Yin Tianzheng said, "I never imagined that you would not only be despicable and shameless, but also so brazenly shirk responsibility.
There's no point in saying more to dealing with such a shameless person as you. Let's see who's the real deal."
With that, he moved his shoulder and lunged forward, his left hand feinting forward while his right claw rolled up from below. In one strike
, he unleashed the "Hawk somersault," a move from his famous Eagle Claw grappling technique. This move is a mix of feints and real attacks
, often deceiving the enemy. By the time they realize the main attack from below, they have already been killed by Yin Tianzheng, their chest ripped open and their heart ripped out.
Although Yuanzhen absorbed the Yin energy of the two women, he hadn't had time to integrate it into his own internal energy. While
his internal energy increased significantly for a short time, Yin Tianzheng was still no match for the weakened bodies of Yang Xiao and the others. Prioritizing self-preservation, Yuanzhen wasn't in a hurry
to attack Yin Tianzheng, immediately dodging and observing his punches before making a move.
Seeing Yuanzhen only dodging and avoiding direct confrontation, Yin Tianzheng grew increasingly
anxious. If he couldn't deal with Yuanzhen quickly and rescue Yang Xiao and the others, and if the six major sects attacked, Bright Peak would fall
. With this thought in mind, he immediately gathered his energy and launched a fierce attack on Yuanzhen, unleashing several deadly moves.
Unfortunately, in a battle between masters, impatience is the worst enemy. Yin Tianzheng's attacks were indeed incredibly powerful, swift as an eagle swooping down on
a rabbit, impossible to resist. Yuanzhen had no chance of escape. Yin Tianzheng's martial arts were uniquely masculine, characterized by wide, sweeping
movements. However, this style was already strained in the hall, especially since the Ming Cult members had been ambushed by Yuanzhen and
were sprawled on the ground. Yin Tianzheng, not wanting to harm them, often changed his moves at crucial moments, allowing Yuanzhen to evade
several attacks.
After these few attacks, Yuanzhen noticed this weakness and quickly devised a plan
. He deliberately approached the Ming Cult members, waiting for Yin Tianzheng to change his moves, then, anticipating his attack, struck Yin Tianzheng's temples with a Phantom
Yin Finger. Before Yin Tianzheng could react, he felt a chilling force on his forehead , his vital
points injured, his internal energy unable to circulate, and he collapsed to the ground.
Seeing his father fall, Yin Yewang immediately rushed out, attacking Yuanzhen with two palm strikes. But how could Yin Yewang's
internal strength compare to his father, the White-Browed Eagle King? Yuanzhen, too lazy to dodge, casually flicked two fingers, aiming directly at Yin Yewang
's palms.
In a clash of might, the stronger prevails. Yin Yewang's palms were brutally pierced by Yuanzhen's Illusionary Yin Finger technique.
The chilling poison of the technique surged along his palms towards his heart, causing Yin Yewang to tremble uncontrollably. Before he could even muster the strength to
resist, the poison had already entered his lungs and heart. With a muffled thud, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
From Yin Tianzheng being struck to Yin Yewang falling, it was only a matter of moments. Zhu'er, who had just watched her grandfather's
heroic and valiant performance, forcing Yuanzhen to dodge left and right, was relieved to have knocked down Yang Xiao and the others, helping them aside to take good care of them. Little did she
expect the unexpected turn of events, the situation instantly reversed, and her grandfather and father fell one after another. Zhu'er acted decisively, immediately
rushing out of the hall, intending to summon her followers to fight against Yuanzhen.
But before Zhu'er could reach the door, Yuanzhen grabbed her left arm and slammed her against the wall, causing her
back to throb with pain, as if her spine were breaking inch by inch.
Before Zhu'er could recover, Yuanzhen was already standing before her.
Yuanzhen lifted Zhu'er's chin with one hand, seeing her dark face, swollen and bumpy skin, and
felt a surge of disgust. He raised his hand and began slapping Zhu'er's face repeatedly, saying, "Where in the world is there such an
ugly monster? Your figure is quite slender and graceful, and you are born with a face that pleases the heart. It's a waste that old
man Yin Tianzheng is famous throughout the martial world, having such a disgraceful grandson. Let this old monk have mercy and rid the world of you
of this ugly monster!"
Under Yuanzhen's frenzied slaps, blood splattered across Zhu'er's face. Strangely enough, as the blood flowed
out, not only did the swelling on her face gradually subside, but her originally dark complexion also gradually became beautiful and charming.
It turned out that the Thousand Spider Venomous Hand technique that Zhu'er practiced involved absorbing the venom of colorful spiders, storing it within her body, and using it
to enhance her power, thus inflicting poison upon others. The more venom stored, the more potent it became, and the greater the destructive power of the Thousand Spider Hand.
However, this vicious skill harmed the practitioner before harming the enemy. Too much venom accumulated in the body would seep into the skin
, causing it to darken and the muscles to swell. At the peak of its power, the entire body would be covered in festering sores, killing anything touched
. Therefore, although its destructive power was immense, very few in the martial arts world were willing to practice it.
Zhu'er, to avenge her mother, did not hesitate to disfigure herself; fortunately, her cultivation was still shallow, and the spider venom had not yet penetrated her bone marrow. Under Yuanzhen
's slap, the venom flowed out of her body with the blood, and her appearance was restored to its former beauty.
However, Zhu'er's return to her former appearance at this moment was utterly ill-timed. Upon seeing Zhu'er
's delicate features, though not as pure and charming as Xiao Zhao or as bright and refreshing as Yang Buhui, she possessed a unique, refined beauty.
Furthermore, as Yin Tianzheng's granddaughter, she naturally aroused Yuanzhen's lustful desires even more.
Yuanzhen exclaimed, "I never imagined Zhong Wuyan was actually Xia Yingchun! A pearl hidden by a straw, I almost
returned empty-handed from a treasure mountain. Raise your head, let this old monk see clearly." He even extended his palm, secretly channeling his inner energy to
expel all the poison from Zhu'er's body. As
soon as Yuanzhen's Xuan Yin Finger energy entered her body, Zhu'er couldn't help but tremble and feel cold.
"You brat, can't withstand the cold weather? Then let this old monk sacrifice himself and warm your body with my own
!"
Yuanzhen directly removed his monk's robes, revealing his thick, dark penis once more. Although Zhu'er grew up in a criminal family
and had been involved in the underworld since childhood, she knew nothing about matters between men and women, let alone seen a male penis.
Seeing Yuanzhen display his seven-inch-long penis and, as he approached, manipulated it up and down with his left hand
, she was too terrified to look closely.
Seeing Zhu'er's fear only increased Yuanzhen's sadistic pleasure. He grabbed Zhu'er's hair with his left hand and
forcibly pried her hands apart with his right, saying, "Open your eyes and look at this treasure, or I'll
tear your clothes off."
Zhu'er was terrified and hurriedly opened her eyes to look. Before her appeared a pink fleshy ball, a thin...
The seam split open. On the fleshy mass, there were traces of blood and white fluid, clinging to the fabric. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this
fleshy mass was the glans of Yuanzhen's penis. She couldn't help but scream, then tightly closed her eyes again.
The more Yuanzhen saw Zhu'er's fear, the more satisfied he felt. He said, "You brat, didn't you say you'd
open your eyes to see? Since you won't listen, don't blame this old monk." With that, he ripped at Zhu'er's clothes
.
Since running away from home, Zhu'er had only worn a coarse cloth dress, the material already poor. Now
, with Yuanzhen's ripping, a large piece was torn from the right lapel to her lower abdomen, revealing her entire snow-white shoulder.
Seeing this beautiful skin, Yuanzhen instantly went mad, tearing Zhu'er's clothes even more.
Seeing Yuan Zhenzhen tear off her clothes, Zhu'er immediately opened her eyes, desperately covering her chest with her hands, and
begged for mercy: "Ah... Master, Master, please... spare me, I... know I was wrong, no... please don't...
tear anymore, I'll listen to... your orders..."
But Yuan Zhenzhen was really into tearing, and wouldn't listen to Zhu'er's pleas. He only stopped when he had completely torn off her upper garment
.
"You brat, aren't you being shameless? If you had listened to my orders earlier, you wouldn't be in this state
!"
"Master... I know I was wrong!"
"Everyone makes mistakes. As long as you know your mistakes and can correct them, that's the greatest virtue. I'll forgive you this time!"
"Thank... Master, thank... Master."
At this moment, Zhu'er's upper body was completely naked, only her breasts were covered by her hands; but the cold poison was acting up, and
her whole body was trembling, her nipples peeking out from between her hands. On those snow-white breasts, as smooth as jade
, was a faint areola, and in the center of that areola, a bright red nipple trembled in the wind. Perhaps due to
the cold, the nipple had already hardened slightly, standing erect in the wind.
Seeing this alluring sight, Yuanzhen's penis throbbed violently, bouncing up and
down in front of Zhu'er without needing to use his hands.
Having learned her lesson earlier, Zhu'er dared not close her eyes again, but stared intently at the thick, dark, and grotesque thing
before her, even carefully observing the bulging veins, bright red blood vessels, and thick, white fluid on its penis, fearing
what tricks Yuanzhen might play next.
"You brat, didn't you just say you'd obey my orders?"
Though unwilling, Zhu'er still said, "Yes..."
"Can't you see the blood and semen on my treasure? When I was deflowered by that scoundrel Yang Xiao's daughter, that lowly
maid collapsed on the ground before I could even clean her. Now open your mouth and use your tongue to clean it for me."
The thought of the blood and semen on her penis, which turned out to be virginity and semen, made Zhu'er feel nauseous and want to
vomit. But under Yuanzhen's coercion, she knew that disobedience would only bring greater torment. She could only open
her mouth and suck on Yuanzhen's penis.
"That's right, open your mouth wide and take that thing in, stick out your tongue and lick the stains clean."
Zhu'er took the penis into her mouth, and immediately a foul, fishy smell emanated from Yuanzhen's penis
, making one want to vomit. Spider Girl strained to lick around the penis with her tongue, her tongue licking the blood and semen.
The bloody, thick sensation was like licking a bowl of rotten fish paste, sticking to her mouth,
making it difficult to even breathe.
Yuan Zhen also used his left hand to press Spider Girl's head tightly, moving back and forth, thrusting his huge penis in
and out of Spider Girl's red lips. Several times he even used force, pushing the glans deep into her throat, making Spider Girl
gasp for breath. She dared not spit out the penis and could only endure it.
Yuan Zhen's right hand was not idle either. Taking advantage of his left hand, he pulled Spider Girl up and grabbed her exposed breasts.
Yuan Zhen kept rubbing Spider Girl's nipples. The nipples, which were already slightly erect, were now even more erect and proud, the tips
reddened with blood.
While enjoying the pleasure in his hand, Yuanzhen's glans,
having already become unbearably sensitive from the contact with Zhu'er's tongue, lips, and throat as it entered and exited her mouth, was on the verge of bursting. To avoid wasting energy, Yuanzhen immediately
pulled out his penis, pushed Zhu'er to the ground, and prepared to advance towards her vagina.
Zhu'er, seeing that Yuanzhen's penis was thicker and larger than before, and the slit of the glans was slightly open due to the swelling, was already terrified
and shrank into a ball. Raising her head, she met Yuanzhen's lewd gaze and felt a chill run down her spine. She immediately
said, "Master... I... have... listened to you... please let... me go!"
Yuanzhen lewdly said, "Girl, if you really listen, then spread your legs and let this old monk properly guide you to
the true meaning of life!" He reached out and tore at Zhu'er's clothes.
"No... Master... please let me go!" No matter how much Zhu'er cried out, Yuanzhen continued to
tear at her clothes.
A rough garment was reduced to shreds under Yuanzhen's violence,
revealing Zhu'er's sacred virginity before his eyes.
Perhaps due to her training in the Thousand Spider Venomous Hand technique, Zhu'er's pubic hair was thicker than that of most girls. A large tuft of dark pubic
hair covered her entire vulva, each hair fine and curly, intertwined to form a protective wall guarding
her virginity.
Yuanzhen placed one hand on Zhu'er's vulva; the thick, curly pubic hair was smooth and elastic, caressing his palm and
stimulating every nerve in his fingertips. Yuanzhen extended two fingers, attempting to part the pubic hair and peek into the narrow passage inside
. But the pubic hair was too thick, and he couldn't entangle it for a moment, instead causing Zhu'er unbearable itching, causing her to twist her waist and try to avoid him
.
Yuanzhen roared, "You brat! I've treated you well, it's not like I'm just going to give in. Fine, since you won't
drink my toast, then drink my punishment!"
Yuanzhen transformed his palm into a claw, tearing off a large patch of Zhu'er's pubic hair. A few drops of blood stained her snow-white vulva
. Zhu'er screamed in pain, hurriedly pleading, "Master... please stop... I'll do as you say
..."
Yuanzhen's anger turned to laughter. He sniffed the pubic hair in his hand, then sprinkled it on Zhu'er's face: "Ha... ha... see
your own pubic hair? It does indeed have a girlish fragrance. Hmm, spread your legs wider, don't make me waste any more time."
Spider'er watched as her pubic hair streaked across her face, tears welling up in her eyes. Fearing
further torment from Yuanzhen, she obeyed his orders, struggling to spread her legs.
With the obstruction cleared, Spider'er's vulva was now fully exposed. Her two pink labia were tightly
joined, forming a fleshy mound. The tiny slit in the middle attracted Yuanzhen, who immediately inserted his middle and index fingers
.
"Ah...it hurts...pull it out..."
Spider'er cried out, which only fueled Yuanzhen's excitement. "Ha...ha...you've forced even my fingers in, you're still
a virgin." His fingers continued to penetrate, forcefully spreading Spider'er's vaginal walls, occasionally digging at her clitoris
, causing her excruciating pain.
Because Spider'er practiced the Thousand Spider Poison Hand technique, her bodily fluids
were exceptionally abundant, ensuring the toxins circulated throughout her body. Although Yuanzhen only inserted and removed his fingers a few times, her vaginal fluids gushed out like a spring, soaking both of
his fingers with her juices.
"Interested now? I didn't expect you to be so lewd, with your juices flowing non-stop." He even
smeared the juices from his two fingers onto Zhu'er's lips.
Zhu'er cried out, "No...no...uh uh," trying her best to avoid it, but Yuanzhen still managed to smear it all over her.
"Since you need it so much, I'll be merciful and satisfy you!" He forcefully spread Zhu'er's
thighs apart with his legs, his hands tightly gripping her waist, his seven-inch-long penis already teasing her vulva, the huge, round glans
pressing against the cleft between her labia, ready to thrust into Zhu'er's vagina with a single thrust.
Spider's cries of agony rang out: "No...no! Please...please let me go..."
But Yuanzhen wasn't about to let Spider's go. This time, because Spider's vaginal fluids were plentiful, Yuanzhen simply pressed
his seven-inch-long penis in one go, inserting it entirely into Spider's vagina from outside her labia. The vaginal fluids acted as lubricant,
and with Yuanzhen's internal energy flowing through, his penis became as hard as iron, easily forcing open the vaginal walls and
violently piercing the hymen. The glans slammed into the flower core deep inside the vagina, and virgin blood and tears
flowed down Spider's body at the same time.
"Ah...it hurts so much...stop...stop..." Spider's shrill screams echoed throughout the Bright Peak Hall
. Yang Buhui, who had just woken up, saw this human tragedy and immediately fainted again.
"Oh...oh...so comfortable...the virgin's vaginal walls feel so good..." To enhance
his pleasure, Yuanzhen would twist Zhu'er's waist with each thrust, making his glans
spin like a venomous drill, greatly increasing his own sensation.
After about a hundred thrusts, Yuanzhen wasn't satisfied with simply lying flat on the ground and raping Zhu'er. He picked her up
and placed her sideways on the octagonal table in the hall, letting her right leg dangle beside the table. He stood in front of the table, lifting
her left leg with his right hand, spreading her vulva wide. His left hand reached out and forcefully squeezed
and rubbed her breasts, occasionally opening his mouth to bite down hard on her thighs, leaving dark, bruised teeth
marks. Ironically, Zhu'er, who usually used her Thousand Spider Venomous Hands to leave countless venomous marks on others, never imagined she would
bear the same marks under Yuanzhen's rape.
After a few more thrusts, Yuanzhen changed from his initial full-force, long-distance thrusting to short, dense impacts, his glans repeatedly and
rapidly slamming against Zhu'er's clitoris. His glans pounded like drumsticks, relentlessly advancing. Yuanzhen knew it was
time to ejaculate, so he tightly gripped Zhu'er's legs, lewdly laughing, "I never imagined that after just becoming the son-in-law of the Left Guardian of Light, I would now become the grandson-in-law of the White-browed Eagle King. This old monk shows no favoritism, I will 　　fill
your womb with my semen, so that next year you can give birth to a little eagle for the Eagle King." 　　 Zhu'er immediately cried out in alarm, "No...no...please don't ejaculate inside, please...I don't want to get 　　pregnant..." 　　 But Yuanzhen wouldn't listen. Instead, he forcefully held Zhu'er tightly in front of him, his penis thrusting forcefully against her clitoris 　　, accompanied by a strange throbbing, and a large gush of thick semen immediately spurted from his glans. Although this was 　　Yuanzhen's fourth ejaculation, due to absorbing the profound yin energy of several virgins and his years of abstinence, he was 　　still full of energy. His hot semen flowed like an inexhaustible spring, continuously gushing from his glans into 　　the depths of Zhu'er's uterus, quickly filling her entire womb, and even overflowing along her vagina, soaking her 　　thighs. 　　 Zhu'er was still dazedly crying out, "No..." But her uterus reacted contrary to its master's; 　　the vaginal walls kept squeezing inward, tightly locking Yuanzhen's semen inside. Only when Yuanzhen's penis softened and 　　withdrew did the contractions of the vaginal walls cease. 　　 Yuanzhen, holding his penis stained with virgin blood and semen, watched Zhu'er's dazed moans and couldn't help but 　　laugh heartily in satisfaction. He then walked forward, grabbed Zhu'er's breasts, and, like a satiated meat, clamped his penis between them, wiping it up and down 　　to remove the filth. 　　 Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand - Emei Chapter 　　 Emei Chapter (1) Abbess Miejue 　　 Just as Yuanzhen was fondling Ruozhu'er's breasts, a deafening battle cry suddenly came from outside. It turned out that Abbess Miejue was leading 　　the Emei disciples in a fierce battle with the Tianying Sect members and the Five Elements Flags outside the hall. 　　 Ever since Yin Yewang mocked Abbess Miejue for Zhang Wuji, Miejue had held a grudge and vowed to tear Yin Yewang 　　to pieces to avenge the shame of being regarded as a coward. Therefore, Miejue did not join forces with the other five sects, 　　but personally led the Emei disciples to chase the Tianying Sect members day and night. 　　 Just then, a great change occurred on Bright Peak, and the leaders of the Ming Cult were all framed by Yuanzhen. Even when the White-browed Eagle King arrived, 　　he was also ambushed. For a time, Bright Peak was leaderless. Abbess Miejue, relying on the sharpness of her Heaven-Slaying Sword, swept through 　　the enemy lines, utterly defeating the Five Elements Banner and the Heavenly Eagle Sect, leaving them utterly routed. No one could withstand her might. 　　 Hearing that Miejue's forces were about to storm the hall, Yuanzhen quickly put on his monk's robes and knocked out the Ming Cult members. Then 　　he carried Yang Buhui and Zhu'er to Yang Xiao and the others, posing them in various lewd positions. Then, carrying Yin Tianzheng 　　, he stepped outside the hall. 　　 He saw that Miejue and her forces had broken through the Five Elements Banner's defenses and stormed Bright Peak, where they were fighting the Heavenly Eagle 　　Sect. Yuanzhen immediately grabbed Yin Tianzheng, leaped onto the roof, and shouted to the Heavenly Eagle Sect members, "You demonic cult!"

"Damn it, the White-browed Eagle King has been captured by me! All of you, stop fighting!"
Seeing Yin Tianzheng fall into Yuanzhen's hands, the Sky Eagle Cult members threw down their weapons and surrendered .
However, Miejue, deeply disgusted by the Sky Eagle Cult, showed no mercy, killing them one by one with her sword in an instant.
After Miejue sheathed her Heaven-Slaying Sword, Yuanzhen leaped down from the rooftop to greet her.
"Amitabha, this old monk welcomes the Emei Sect Leader."
"Master, may I ask your Dharma name?" "
This old monk's Dharma name is Yuanzhen, and my master is the Shaolin monk Kongjian."
"So you are a disciple of one of the Four Great Monks. No wonder you were able to capture that old villain Yin Tianzheng. Indeed, I wonder
how you ascended to Bright Peak, and where are the other remnants of the Demonic Cult now?"
"It's a long story. Why don't you move inside the hall to discuss it in detail, Abbess?" Just as Miejue was about to gather her disciples
to enter the hall, Yuanzhen immediately stopped her: "Abbess, although
I have dealt with all the demonic cult members inside, they are all licentious and immoral
. There are many female disciples under the Emei Sect, so it might be very inconvenient for them to enter."
Miejue thought for a moment, also fearing that there might still be remnants of the Demonic Cult lingering around, so she instructed her female disciples to stay
outside the hall in case of any trouble; she only led the remaining male disciples inside to investigate.
Upon entering the main hall and witnessing the scene of rampant lust, Miejue repeatedly chanted, "Sin
, sin," and ordered her male disciples to turn their backs to the door. She and Yuanzhen then proceeded to investigate further.
"Master, why would the demonic sect commit such absurd and outrageous acts?"
"Yang Xiao and the others, having heard of the six major sects' joint attack, knew there was no chance of escape. They laid down their arms and indulged in unrestrained lust,
seeking pleasure before their deaths. They then gathered their followers at Bright Peak and raped the women they had abducted from the foot of the mountain
, holding a debauched gathering. The inner rooms were filled with women they had raped to death; the scene was too horrific
to bear."
"The demonic sect's wickedness and atrocities are appalling. So, who are these two women?"
"One here is Yang Xiao's daughter, and the other is Yin Tianzheng's granddaughter. After all the captured women
were raped to death, these demonic cultists didn't even spare their own children, subjecting them to the same defilement. I was ordered by the abbot
of Shaolin to sneak up to Bright Peak to investigate. Taking advantage of Yang Xiao and his entourage's revelry, I struck them
down first, sparing the two ladies from further humiliation."
Miejue stepped forward for a closer look and discovered that Yang Buhui resembled her former disciple Ji Xiaofu; indeed, she was Ji Xiaofu's
daughter. She couldn't help but curse, "That lecherous Yang Xiao! He used trickery and deception to bewitch Ji Xiaofu and ruin my disciple's
reputation. I never imagined he would even defile his own daughter! He's worse than a beast! I warned Ji Xiaofu not to
be misled by these evil cultists, not only losing her own chastity, but now even her daughter's chastity has been wantonly violated!" The more she spoke,
the more agitated she became, and she raised the Heaven-Slaying Sword to stab Yang Xiao.
Poor Yang Xiao, a hero of his generation, died so mysteriously and naked beside his daughter.
"So, Master, how did you capture that old scoundrel Yin Tianzheng?"
"After I defeated Yang Xiao, I was about to rescue the two of them when Yin Tianzheng and his men, leading the Eagle Sect, arrived at Bright
Peak. I am old and weak, and it would have been difficult for me to resist. Fortunately, you arrived in time and
fought with the Eagle Sect members. The old scoundrel was distracted and was captured by me. In fact, even if I hadn't captured Yin Tianzheng,
you would have killed him yourself after entering the hall in a short while."
Miejue, who was always arrogant, was secretly pleased to hear the praise from the Shaolin monk's disciple, but she
still said, "Master, you flatter me. You deserve great credit for our attack on Bright Peak. There's no need for you to be modest
."
After thanking Yuanzhen, Miejue wanted to go outside to instruct her female disciples to take good care of Yang Buhui and Zhu'er. Just
as he turned around, he suddenly felt two sharp, swift fingers strike his neck and waist from behind. Without
hesitation, he dodged to the side. However, he had lost the initiative; although he avoided the finger to his neck, the
Xuan Yin Finger still struck his waist, causing a chilling aura to block his internal energy flow. He collapsed to the ground, unable to even cry out.
The male disciples, noticing their master's sudden silence and hearing the heavy thud of something falling, turned to investigate
. Unfortunately, before they could understand what had happened, they too had fallen victim to Yuan Zhen's deadly attack and were now sprawled on the ground.
Extinction, forcing herself to stand, asked with a questioning look, "These sinister finger techniques are definitely not Shaolin martial arts.
Who exactly are you?"
Yuanzhen replied, "Master, you have excellent eyesight. Before I became a monk, people called me 'Hun Yuan
Thunderbolt Hand.' Later, I joined Kongjian's sect and received the Dharma name 'Yuanzhen.'"
"So you are Cheng Kun. I have heard a little about your feud with the Demonic Sect. But now that you have joined
Shaolin and annihilated the Demonic Sect, why did you still try to ambush me?"
"Master, have you ever heard the saying, 'A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime'? I originally only wanted to annihilate the Demonic Sect
and settle my hatred, and then I would retire gracefully. But I just happened to see you coming alone, Master, and I couldn't help but think of
the two sayings circulating in the martial arts world: 'Without the Heaven-Reliant Sword, who can contend with it?'" As she spoke, with a "clang," she pulled out
the Heaven-Reliant Sword that Extinction had fallen to the ground.
Yuanzhen saw a flash of blue light before his eyes and felt a chill creep in. With a casual wave of his hand, a fine rosewood
chair split in two—a truly exquisite sword.
"This Heaven-Slaying Sword can undoubtedly cut through jade and gold, and sever a hair with a breath. But it's merely a divine weapon of slightly greater sharpness
. How can it be invincible, unmatched by anyone?" He turned the sword to Miejue's throat, forcing her to reveal its
secret.
Miejue didn't even look at him, arrogantly saying, "You, a disciple of the Venerable Kongjian, only know how to be greedy, resorting to sneak
attacks and ambushes, disgracing Shaolin's reputation. Now you want to force this humble nun to reveal the secret of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, pursuing invincibility, unmatched
by anyone? Utterly delusional!"
Upon hearing this, Yuanzhen knew that Miejue truly understood the secret of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, but remained stubbornly silent. Knowing Miejue's fierce nature, he knew
that threats of death would not elicit the truth. He immediately removed his monk's robe, revealing the coarse
, dark instrument of torture before Miejue's eyes.
Miejue had long been resigned to death; no matter how Yuanzhen pressured her, she would not let his evil scheme succeed, even if it meant taking
the secret to the underworld. Unexpectedly, Yuanzhen suddenly removed his monk's robe, revealing his coarse, dark penis. Miejue saw that the penis still bore traces of…
The blood and white fluid left behind made her instantly realize that the entire scene in the hall was orchestrated by Yuanzhen, and she also foresaw Yuanzhen's humiliation of her. She
couldn't help but curse, "Cheng Kun, you dog! I never imagined that you, a nun, would disregard the rules and ruin my reputation; you
shamelessly pinned the blame on the Demonic Sect! I would rather die than tell you the secret of the Heaven-Slaying Sword!" Having said that
, she opened her mouth to bite her tongue.
With a "crack," Miejue's tongue didn't break off; instead, her jaw was crushed by Yuanzhen's grip, unable to close
. She tried to use her inner energy to sever her meridians, but her energy gates were injured by the Illusionary Yin Finger Qi, preventing her from circulating
. She could only stare at Yuanzhen with resentful eyes.
Yuanzhen laughed loudly, "Old nun, do you think death will solve everything? Don't be delusional. In my
hands, I will make you wish you were dead."
With that, Yuanzhen raised the Heaven-Slaying Sword and slashed at Miejue. The Heaven-Slaying Sword was indeed a
divine weapon capable of severing hair with a breath; it merely grazed Miejue's clothes, and tattered pieces of fabric fluttered away in the wind. Yuanzhen slashed east and west with his sword,
tearing Miejue's clothes to shreds in the blink of an eye.
"Old nun, if you still don't reveal the secret of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, then this old monk will take you before my disciples, rape and
kill you, and then hang your corpse in front of Mount Emei, making you the first sect
leader in Emei's history to be 'famous throughout the world' even after death. Actually, at your age, this old monk has no interest in raping you. As long as you know your place and tell
the secret, what harm is there in letting your Emei sect go?"
Miejue knew that Yuanzhen meant what he said, and if he persisted, the century-old reputation of the Emei sect would
be ruined in her hands.
With Yuanzhen's combination of persuasion and coercion, Miejue harbored a sliver of hope and said, "Back then... Guo Jing and his wife...
defended... Xiangyang to the death, determined... to repay... the country with their lives. But Huang Rong... the heroine... did not want Guo... the hero's
... unique skills to be... lost, so she melted down... the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword... that Yang Guo had given to... our sect's founder
... and added... Western... refined gold to forge... a... Dragon-Slaying Saber, and a... Heaven-Reliant
Sword." Because Miejue's jaw could not close, she could only reveal the secret of the Heaven-Reliant Sword in fits and starts.
The Abbess Miejue continued, "Before forging the swords and sabers, Lady Huang and Master Guo spent a
month painstakingly summarizing the 'Wumu Legacy' and Master Guo's martial arts techniques, hiding them within
the sabers and swords. The Dragon-Slaying Saber contains military strategy; this saber is named 'Dragon-Slaying,'
meaning that if someone obtains the military manual within, they can drive out the Tartars and kill the Tartar emperor
. The Heaven-Reliant Sword contains martial arts secrets, the most precious of which are
the 'Nine Yin Manual' and the 'Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms,' hoping that
future generations will learn the martial arts within the swords, uphold justice, and rid the people of evil. The
Dragon-Slaying Saber was passed down to her son, Guo Polu, and the Heaven-Reliant Sword to her daughter, Master Guo of our sect. Therefore, our sect's
leader has passed down this secret through generations."
"The supreme martial arts weapon, the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Commanding the world, none dare disobey. Without the Heaven- Reliant Sword,
who can contend with it?" Good, good, so that's how it is, so that's how it is. With the Heaven-Reliant Sword in my hands, who can contend with me from now on? Hahaha... Hahaha
..."
"Cheng Kun, since... you've revealed the secret, then let... me... and my... disciples... go!"
Yuanzhen said, "Abbess Miejue, you've told me this great secret, how can I not treat you well?" Miejue
said, "Cheng Kun... you... dog thief, you... broke your promise, you will definitely... die a horrible death..."
Yuanzhen laughed, "Whether I die a horrible death or not, I don't know, but in a moment I will definitely make you wish you were dead, hahahaha
..." He sheathed the Heaven-Reliant Sword, then stepped forward and tore off all of Miejue's tattered clothes
.
Extinction was over fifty years old, but due to her lifelong asceticism and vegetarian diet, coupled with
her profound internal energy cultivation and mastery of the Emei Nine Yang Skill to its peak, she still retained the appearance of someone in their thirties, making her
quite beautiful. However, her drooping eyebrows gave her an extremely eerie look, almost like a hanged
ghost on a theatrical stage, which instilled fear in others. Originally, there were still over thirty female disciples of the Emei Sect outside, and Yuanzhen, to conserve
his energy, did not intend to rape Extinction. However, firstly, Extinction was too arrogant, and Yuanzhen wanted to dampen her spirits; secondly,
Extinction was extremely famous, and raping and humiliating her would increase his satisfaction; thirdly, Extinction's skill was profound, and if she were still a virgin
, Yuanzhen would certainly benefit greatly. Therefore, he held his penis and waved it in front of Extinction.
Normally, seeing the serious, proud, and solemn Extinction only gave one a sense of menace. But now, with Miejue
lying naked on the ground, she only aroused lust. Her breasts, though slightly sagging and drooping,
were still enormous, the size of a papaya, far surpassing those of the young girls like Xiao Zhao and Yang Buhui.
Her fair skin contrasted sharply with the thick black pubic hair below her abdomen, exuding a mature allure. Yuanzhen
's hand, holding his penis, unconsciously moved faster.
Yuanzhen said, "You just revealed the secret of the Heaven-Slaying Sword. Now, let this old monk serve
you with the Heaven-Slaying Sword." He then took the scabbard and inserted it into Miejue's lower body.
The cold, hard scabbard went straight into Miejue's vagina. Yuanzhen didn't examine the vaginal entrance closely, just thrusting haphazardly
, causing Miejue's vulva to swell and ache terribly. After more than ten thrusts, he finally pierced the crevice between her labia, breaking open the vaginal walls
.
For over fifty years, Miejue had remained chaste, and no one had ever seen her body. Unexpectedly, today I would
be subjected to humiliation by Shaolin monks atop Bright Peak. The sword sheath was exceptionally hard and large. Inserting it into my vagina not only forced open
the vaginal walls, causing intense pain, but the cold sheath, upon contact with the warm, dry vaginal walls, felt like
a large icicle being inserted. The clash of hot and cold caused the ice to adhere to the muscles, leading to rapid contractions of the vaginal walls,
tightly locking the sword sheath in place.
Yuanzhen exclaimed in surprise, "Old nun, are you really reluctant to part with the Heaven-Reliant Sword? You're even gripping the sheath so
tightly. No need to rush, let me try it!" She pulled the sword sheath out of my vagina.
The sword sheath, locked tightly by the vaginal walls, was abruptly pulled out, immediately tearing out the tender flesh of the vaginal walls, exposing several...
A bloody gash appeared, and even her labia were torn open. The pain was far greater than when the sword sheath had been inserted
, but Miejue was stubborn by nature and, no matter how much pain she was in, she would never beg Yuanzhen for mercy.
Seeing the blood on the sword sheath, Yuanzhen thought he had broken Miejue's hymen and hurriedly lowered his head
to examine her labia. He saw a thin white membrane inside the vagina. Yuanzhen was immediately
overjoyed and kissed her labia.
"Luckily, luckily the hymen wasn't broken. Otherwise, it would have been a wasted effort."
Miejue didn't understand the meaning behind Yuanzhen's words; she only felt a ticklish sensation
coming from her vulva as Yuanzhen kissed her labia. She tried to push Yuanzhen away with her hands, but lacking the internal strength, it felt more like stroking
Yuanzhen's bald head.
Yuanzhen laughed, "Why does the old nun like my bald head so much? Are monks and nuns truly a match made in heaven
, making you so fond of them? In that case, I won't be polite either."
Yuanzhen had slept with three women in one day and was already tired of the usual positions of rape. He was thinking of creating another way to increase
the pleasure. Suddenly, he remembered a Buddha statue position with a woman on top of a man when he studied the Joyful Zen. So he lay flat on the ground
, grabbed Miejue's waist, and forcefully spread her legs, placing them on either side of him, like riding a horse.
At the same time, he aimed his glans at Miejue's vulva, waiting for his hands to pull down forcefully to take Miejue's virginity.
At this moment, Miejue felt Yuanzhen's glans constantly teasing her vulva, knowing that Yuanzhen was about to rape her. She couldn't
help but struggle, trying to squeeze her legs together to prevent Yuanzhen from succeeding. Exhausted and weak, with her labia already parted,
no matter how she twisted and tightened, she was still held firmly by Yuanzhen's engorged, rock-hard glans. Finally, with no other option, she could only beg
for mercy.
Miejue wanted to say, "No, please let me go!" But because her jaw couldn't close, she could only
say intermittently, "No...please...let me go!"
Yuanzhen was overjoyed upon hearing this: "What? You won't let me go? I never thought
this old nun, so dignified, was so lewd at heart. Of all the women I've defiled today, you're the most honest, the first to beg me to defile
you. Since you think so, I'll grant your wish!"
With that, he forcefully pulled Miejue down and inserted his seven-inch-long penis straight into her vagina.
Although his penis struggled to penetrate, Yuanzhen disregarded it, forcefully piercing the thin hymen
and drilling straight into her core.
Poor Miejue didn't even have time to say "no" before a sharp pain shot through her lower body. For Miejue,
such pain was nothing, but seeing her virgin blood flowing down Yuanzhen's penis with each thrust,
and thinking of how her purity and Emei's reputation had been defiled by Yuanzhen in a single day, she
was overcome with grief and tears streamed down her face.
Seeing Miejue's sorrow and despair should have greatly increased Yuanzhen's sadistic pleasure. However, Yuanzhen's riding posture
required the woman to actively urge him on for both to experience true pleasure and reach a state of bliss. But now,
Miejue was utterly despondent and unmoved. Yuanzhen had to thrust upwards with all his might each time, lifting Miejue up, which
inevitably made him feel bored and uninterested. In addition, Miejue was older and approaching menopause, so her vagina was less lubricated than
that of a young girl, dry as a parched well. The vaginal walls were rough and dry, and each time Yuanzhen inserted his penis, he had to use the glans
to pry open the vaginal walls to make any progress, causing his glans to ache slightly.
Yuanzhen was not enjoying the experience at all, so he simply sat up and pushed Miejue down, causing her to fall next to Yang Buhui.
Suddenly, Yuanzhen had a flash of inspiration. He reached out and
smeared the semen and vaginal fluid from Yang Buhui and Zhu'er's bodies directly onto his penis. He then forcibly parted Miejue's labia and used his fingers to smear the remaining semen and vaginal fluid onto the walls of her vagina .
Fearing that it wasn't moist enough, he spat out several mouthfuls of saliva, making Miejue's entire vulva resemble a latrine,
a mixture of phlegm and filth. Only then was Yuanzhen satisfied. He then placed Miejue on top of Yang Buhui, elevating her vulva, and grabbed
Miejue's sagging breasts with both hands before wildly inserting his glans inside her again.
Lubricated by the semen and saliva, Yuanzhen's insertion this time was indeed smooth and effortless. With each thrust,
his more than seven-inch-long penis slid straight to the end of her vagina, pounding against her clitoris with a sizzling sound. After a hundred thrusts
, although Miejue could no longer exert force, her profound internal energy generated natural resistance, circulating and
filling her vaginal opening. This caused the vaginal muscles to swell automatically, increasing their elasticity and gripping Yuanzhen's glans tightly without dryness. Waves of pleasure
intensified his lewdness, and his hands unconsciously pulled at Miejue's breasts, like urging a horse on its hindquarters, causing her upper
body to sway uncontrollably.
"Oh... old nun, I didn't expect you to know this trick. Oh! Is this... a secret of Emei?" Miejue
, already overwhelmed with grief from Yuanzhen's rape and ravaging, felt even more humiliated when she saw him smearing his vaginal fluids and saliva on her most
sacred place. All her dignity had vanished, and she didn't even want to refute Yuanzhen's mockery
. Unfortunately, the vaginal walls, torn by the sheath of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, were being relentlessly thrust into by Yuanzhen, causing
waves of excruciating pain that ripped through every nerve, a conscious reminder that she was being violated.
Although Miejue was still considered beautiful, she was over fifty, and Yuanzhen wasn't particularly interested in her. Furthermore,
thinking of the numerous young and beautiful Emei disciples outside the palace, he wanted to finish quickly and indulge in unrestrained lust.
He immediately increased the speed of his thrusts, rubbing his glans against the very end of Miejue's vagina, about to ejaculate.
"Old nun, oh... let my semen... oh... fill your womb, oh... so that you may
give birth to a well-behaved son, oh... teach him Buddhism and Taoism... oh... dual cultivation, to save all sentient beings, okay? Oh..."
Upon hearing this, Miejue was terrified. Though unable to speak, she mumbled, "Please... no... don't...
spray... inside..." Unexpectedly, Yuanzhen suddenly thrust forcefully, and the "no" she had just uttered turned into
a "ya," which only excited Yuanzhen more.
"Oh... indeed a sect leader, oh... daring to love and ask, since... oh... you ask,
then I will grant your wish! Oh... oh..."
He forcefully inserted his glans deep into her vagina, and he could no longer hold back. His semen surged through his yang gate, spraying under pressure inside his glans.
A large gush of thick, turbid semen erupted wildly inside Miejue's vagina, filling her parched womb...
Full of stuffing. Although Miejue tried her best to push Yuanzhen away, she was powerless. Her long-parched uterus also played its
role for the first time, receiving all the foreign semen and locking it tightly inside. Miejue knew that everything was hopeless.
Pregnancy due to rape was the only outcome.
"Old nun, is it especially comfortable to meet the sweet rain after a long drought? Fortunately, you met this old monk. Your uterus, which has been wasted for decades
, can finally be put to good use. You really have to repay this old monk. Ha...ha..."
Miejue was so desperate that she was dazed and had no reaction to Yuanzhen's words. She let Yuanzhen wipe the filthy penis
on her body at will. Then he picked up Miejue and walked out of the hall.
Emei Chapter (2) Zhou Zhiruo
The disciples of Emei saw that the sect leader had been in the hall for a long time without making a sound. Just as they were about to enter the hall to check, they saw
Yuanzhen carrying the naked and desperate Miejue out. Yuanzhen, shameless and utterly convinced that the Emei disciples
were no match for him due to their weak martial arts, stripped naked and let his penis sway back and
forth, preparing to rape all the Emei female disciples.
The Emei disciples, seeing their usually solemn and dignified master now dazed, her chest exposed, her breasts
swaying with Yuanzhen's movements, her body covered in filth, and blood and white fluid constantly flowing from her vagina—
a gruesome sight—could not bear to behold. Overwhelmed with emotion, they cried out, "Sect Leader!" and rushed forward with their swords
to attack Yuanzhen and save Miejue. Among the thirty-odd female disciples, the two nuns of the "Jing" generation, Jingxuan and Jingjia,
being the oldest and most skilled, were the first to attack Yuanzhen from the left and right.
Upon seeing that the two women were nearly fifty and lacked attractiveness, Yuanzhen immediately felt disgusted. His hands flew, striking Jingxuan's
left temple and Jingjia's crown, sending them flying backward and unconscious to the ground.
Following them were Zhao Lingzhu, Bei Jinyi, Ding Minjun, Li Mingxia, and others, mostly nearing forty. Though past their prime
, they still possessed a certain charm, which amused Yuanzhen. He then weaved and fought among the female disciples, occasionally pressing and groping
their sensitive areas, subjecting them to lewd insults. Any other older or unattractive disciples he encountered were dealt with in one blow
, all unconscious.
Suddenly, a flash of silver light appeared before Yuanzhen's eyes, and a swift, powerful sword gust aimed directly at his face. He hurriedly channeled his Illusionary Yin Finger
technique, striking the sword. With a "clang," the attacker's sword was knocked into the air.
Only then did Yuanzhen regain his senses and realize that the attacker was none other than Zhou Zhiruo, a rising star of the Emei sect.
Zhou Zhiruo, dressed in a light green robe, appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen years old, with a refined and elegant beauty. Yuanzhen
, upon seeing her, was immediately captivated. Zhou Zhiruo was panting heavily; her
previous sword strike had clearly been delivered with all her might, yet she had been sent flying by Yuanzhen. Her hand was still numb, and her right hand trembled uncontrollably. She was utterly pitiful and endearing.
While Ding Minjun and Li Mingxia possessed some beauty, they paled in comparison to Zhou Zhiruo. Yuanzhen,
no longer entangled with his remaining female disciples, launched a rapid attack, quickly felling the Emei disciples, leaving Zhou Zhiruo alone, standing frozen in the middle
, facing the lecherous grin of Yuanzhen.
Although Zhou Zhiruo was left alone, she still refused to leave the others. She glared at Yuanzhen with a coquettish anger, accusing him, "Shameless
scoundrel, quickly put down my master!" Yuanzhen, seeing Zhou Zhiruo's slightly flushed face and wide-open almond eyes, felt even more
attracted to her. He couldn't help but reach down and stroke his already limp penis. His penis, which had been drooping, gradually regained its vitality, slowly rising and
pointing angrily at Zhou Zhiruo.
In truth, Yuanzhen had raped four people and ejaculated five times in one day. Even with his profound internal energy, he was utterly incapable
of penetrating her again. However, when he had just raped Abbess Miejue, due to the cold poison within her body, the Emei Nine Yang
Skill within her body spontaneously generated strength to resist it. When Yuanzhen deflowered Miejue and absorbed the Yin energy, he also
absorbed a portion of the Emei Nine Yang Skill.
It turned out that the Nine Yang Skill was the most powerful and Yang-dominant internal energy in the world, inherently possessing the effect of arousing desire and producing sperm
. Ordinary people often couldn't control themselves when practicing it. In mild cases, one suffers from constant restlessness and insatiable desires; in severe cases, lustful thoughts flood the mind, requiring guided
release. Only highly accomplished monks, those with pure hearts and few desires, and practitioners
of both Buddhist and martial arts can control these desires. Therefore, the Shaolin monks who created the Nine Yang Divine Skill, to prevent future generations from practicing it haphazardly and losing their true nature, copied the true scripture into the Lankavatara Sutra
. It was only discovered by monks with profound Buddhist cultivation when they studied the scriptures.
The master and disciple Jueyuan and Zhang Junbao, one straightforward and the other pure-hearted, practiced the true scripture without much harm. Later,
Guo Xiang memorized the mental techniques, making it the direct lineage of the Emei Divine Skill. However, since the skill has always been passed down only to women, no
harm was seen. Zhang Wuji, practicing in the desolate valley with a pure mind, remained completely unharmed. Yuanzhen , by sheer accident, unintentionally
absorbed a portion of the divine power. While this didn't enhance his overall strength, it temporarily accelerated the function of his testicles,
ensuring a continuous flow of semen, thus restoring his previously limp penis to its former glory.
Zhou Zhiruo, however, never expected Yuanzhen to commit such a lewd act in broad daylight,
in full view of everyone. Being a young girl, she quickly covered her face. Suddenly, she felt Yuanzhen close in, a claw-like
attack aimed at her genitals. She immediately gathered her qi, flipped over, and flew backward.
With a "snap," although Zhou Zhiruo was already several feet away, a large patch of her clothing, including her undergarments, was still
torn away by Yuanzhen, revealing a sparse clump of pubic hair. She was so ashamed that she could only cover herself with her left hand.
Yuanzhen, holding Zhou Zhiruo's emerald green cloth with a few pubic hairs mixed in, held it to his nose and
sniffed it intensely: "Ah... truly a masterpiece, a virginal fragrance; even the pubic hair is so soft and delicate, this old monk
really can't resist..." He then used the cloth and pubic hair to masturbate his penis.
Yuanzhen's behavior was utterly perverse and unreasonable. Zhou Zhiruo, seeing all her fellow disciples collapsed, thought
that if her entire Emei lineage were to perish today, she might as well endure the humiliation and live on, taking advantage of Yuanzhen's masturbation to escape
.
Having made up her mind, Zhou Zhiruo immediately turned back down the mountain, but after only a few steps, Yuanzhen suddenly appeared before her:
"Beauty, what's the rush?"
Zhou Zhiruo unleashed a "Snowflake Piercing Cloud Palm" strike at Yuanzhen's chest, intending to force him aside and make her way down the mountain.
Relying on his superior skills, Yuanzhen neither dodged nor evaded, allowing Zhou Zhiruo to strike his chest with her palm. He said, "My beauty , it feels so good. Your touch feels so good. In return, I want some too." He then 　　attacked
Zhou Zhiruo's chest with both palms .

Zhou Zhiruo shouted, "Disgusting!" and immediately retreated. However, fearing her private parts would be exposed,
her movements slowed slightly, and Yuanzhen grabbed her breasts firmly with both hands, preventing her from retreating.
Yuanzhen held Zhou Zhiruo's soft breasts, which were as warm and elastic as two cotton sachets, and unconsciously
rubbed and twisted them, indulging in his lust.
Zhou Zhiruo struggled frantically, cursing, "You lewd monk, let go!"
Yuanzhen, also fearing he would hurt Zhou Zhiruo and waste this beauty, let go and allowed her to retreat. However, he had used
a little too much force, tearing off the two pieces of clothing covering Zhou Zhiruo's chest. Three large holes were torn in Zhou Zhiruo's body,
exposing the most private parts of the young girl to Yuanzhen. In a panic, she squeezed her legs together and tried to cover the holes with her hands, but her two hands could not
completely cover the three holes, and she was so ashamed that she almost cried.
Zhou Zhiruo's exquisitely sculpted breasts were occasionally revealed. Her pink nipples gradually
hardened under his ministrations , and the areolas around them turned rosy with engorgement.
Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's predicament, Yuanzhen's lust grew even more uncontrollable. He instantly leaped forward, first
sealing Zhou Zhiruo's qi gates, preventing her from using her inner energy. Then, with one hand, he grabbed the sash from her waist, and with the other,
he lifted her upside down by her tightly clenched legs. He bound her legs tightly with the sash and then
hung her upside down from a nearby tree trunk.
"So many men have been raped today, all indoors, my beauty, how about we have some outdoor fun!"
With her qi gates sealed, Zhou Zhiruo's strength was reduced to that of an ordinary person. Hanging upside down from the tree by Yuanzhen,
even her desperate struggles could only twitch her waist; she was powerless to escape her fate.
Yuanzhen pulled Zhou Zhiruo's head between his legs, pried open her mouth, and forced his foul-smelling, black penis
into her mouth.
"Oh, cherry lips, even your mouth is no less exquisite than anyone else's vagina." He
tightened his grip on her lips with his left hand, closing his eyes to savor the lubricated pleasure, making continuous "Ee... Oh... Ee
... Oh..." sounds.
Zhou Zhiruo, suffering from her mouth being held captive, could only helplessly hold Yuanzhen's thick, dark penis in her mouth. Its foul, pungent taste
made her want to vomit. Worst of all, the penis still bore traces of her virgin blood and the previous vaginal fluids,
smearing her mouth so she couldn't open it. Each time the penis plunged deep into her throat, hitting her throat hard, her entire throat was
filled with it, making it impossible to breathe, only able to utter muffled "Oh... Oh..." sounds.
Yuanzhen continued thrusting, his hands simultaneously moving towards her vulva. Beneath the sparse, immature pubic hair
, two pink labia were pressed tightly together like pearls, the slit in the middle almost invisible. Yuanzhen
forcefully pried open Zhou Zhiruo's labia with both hands, extending his tongue to tease the inside of her vagina, gradually moistening the vaginal walls.
Yuanzhen smugly mocked, "You little slut, you're still two-faced! What were you saying, 'No'?"
Zhou Zhiruo, unable to speak, could only try to clamp her legs tightly together to block Yuanzhen's penetration.
Yuanzhen wanted to explore further into her vagina, but was blocked by something—Zhou Zhiruo's hymen
.
Yuanzhen became even more excited, momentarily relaxing his grip. His enormous member became uncontrollable, his clitoris
breached, and he began to thrash wildly in Zhou Zhiruo's mouth. The ejaculate not only filled her mouth but also, with such force, propelled his penis out of her mouth
, spraying it indiscriminately onto Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, face, nose, and mouth. The thick white fluid, like mud,
smeared her entire beautiful face, leaving trails of cobweb-like fluid.
Zhou Zhiruo, inexperienced in matters of the heart, didn't understand what was happening when Yuanzhen forced her to perform oral sex. She only felt a sudden
, powerful thrust in her mouth, and a thick, foul-smelling stream of semen sprayed into her mouth. Before she knew it, she had swallowed a large mouthful
, her throat feeling choked and
unable to breathe. When the penis finally came out of her mouth, she thought she could finally catch her breath, but the force of the semen hadn't subsided, leaving her unable to
open her eyes or nose.
After climaxing, Yuanzhen, supporting Zhou Zhiruo's body, gasped for breath. But seeing her alluring vulva,
his lust surged again. He immediately tore off her green dress through the tear, revealing her pure
white body completely naked.
"Slippery as jade, so smooth and slippery, if I don't properly ravish you, I'll be doing myself a disservice." He grabbed
one breast in each hand, clamping his penis tightly, hoping to quickly regain his virility and properly ravish Zhou Zhiruo.
The power of the Nine Yang Divine Skill was truly unparalleled. Although Guo Xiang had only memorized a small portion of it,
its aphrodisiac and sperm-enhancing effects still manifested immediately. Yuan Zhen had only rubbed it about ten times when his drooping penis
rose again, swelling between her breasts, even rubbing against her soft vulva until the foreskin was red and
swollen.
Zhou Zhiruo struggled to open her eyes, watching Yuan Zhen's penis gradually swell from below. The seven-inch-long monster
pointed straight to the sky like an iron pillar, its scrotum bulging like a large balloon, smoothing the wrinkled
skin into a smooth, bright red.
Seeing his penis regain its vigor, Yuan Zhen untied the sash from the tree, laid Zhou Zhiruo upside down on the ground, head to the ground, vulva facing
upwards, his hands gripping her buttocks tightly, aiming his swollen glans at her vagina, preparing for
a thunderous strike, ready to enjoy the pleasure of losing her virginity.
"Little brat, when you penetrated your master's little hole just now, she was old and crippled. Now I'm punishing you to apologize on behalf of your master and
serve this old monk properly."
Zhou Zhiruo looked back at her master and saw that Abbess Miejue was still unconscious, her vulva was festering,
her labia were turned outwards, and she was covered with semen and vaginal fluid. Terrified but unable to control herself, she cried out, "No, don't insert it!"
The more Yuanzhen saw Zhou Zhiruo's panic, the more his beastly nature was aroused. His eyes were bloodshot, and his throat
made a "gurgling" sound. He wanted to torture her even more, so he inserted his glans into her vagina bit by bit, wanting Zhou Zhiruo to feel
the cruelty of being slowly sliced to death.
The swollen glans slowly slid in, and Zhou Zhiruo felt as if a fiery red iron rod was forcibly
forcing open her vaginal walls. Pain shot through every nerve to her brain, and in no time, she felt the fiery rod reach her hymen
. The fear of losing her virginity made her scream repeatedly, "No...don't insert it..."
The tight, narrow vagina made the round, hard glans feel incredibly pleasurable, and the warm vaginal walls showered the glans with her vaginal fluids.
Surrounded. Reaching the hymen, the rough sensation from the tip of his penis made Yuanzhen unable to restrain himself any longer
. He mustered all his strength and thrust his seven-inch-long penis directly through the hymen, penetrating deep into the vagina.
Before Zhou Zhiruo could even finish the word "insert," Yuanzhen's penis had already pierced the hymen, plunging deep into her core.
The pain of losing her virginity was a thousand times, ten thousand times greater than before, causing tears to flow along with her virgin blood
. Moreover, after breaking her hymen, Yuanzhen didn't stop, continuously thrusting his penis in and
out of the narrow vagina. Each rubbing and friction tightened every nerve, causing Zhou Zhiruo to twist and turn desperately, hoping
to escape.
However, the more Zhou Zhiruo struggled, the more forcefully Yuanzhen thrust. Each time Yuanzhen thrust
his penis, stained with the bright red blood of a virgin, he would wipe it on his pubic hair, turning that sparse forest into a
bloody meadow. The yin blood mixed with vaginal fluid flowed down from her vulva, through her abdomen and chest, and into Zhou Zhiruo's mouth.
Tasting her own salty, fishy yin blood, Zhou Zhiruo felt unbearable pain.
Zhou Zhiruo's vagina was the narrowest one Yuanzhen had violated that day. Coupled with Zhou Zhiruo's first experience with intimacy and
excessive fear, her vaginal walls contracted, gripping Yuanzhen with immense pleasure and creating an even greater sense of pressure. With each thrust,
the vaginal walls gripped his penis tightly, making Yuanzhen grin from ear to ear, howling like a wild beast, constantly laughing wildly,
"Oh...oh...I'll fuck you to death...oh...I'll fuck you to death..." He slammed his penis hard into her clitoris
, causing their groins to collide and rub against each other each time, and each time his penis withdrew from her vagina, it made a "plop
...plop..." sound.
After hundreds of vigorous thrusts, Zhou Zhiruo's buttocks were already marked with two palm prints from Yuanzhen's gripping. Having been thrust backwards
for so long, the blood was flowing backwards, and with her clitoris broken, Zhou Zhiruo gradually weakened. Her cheeks flushed red, her eyes glazed over
, and she nearly fainted, as if she had lost her reason. She cried out and screamed, only able to writhe, but still
murmuring, "No...don't thrust anymore..."
Yuanzhen could no longer restrain himself; his glans began to throb again. Zhou Zhiruo knew this was a sign of impending ejaculation,
and hurriedly twisted her waist backward, hoping to escape Yuanzhen, crying out even more sharply, "Please, don't ejaculate inside
, don't...ah..."
Before Zhou Zhiruo could finish speaking, Yuanzhen cried out, "Oh!" and forcefully thrust his glans deep into her vagina
, spurting out a large gush of thick, cloudy white fluid. Yuanzhen, deeply infatuated with Zhou Zhiruo, deliberately channeled his inner energy
to ejaculate even further and deeper, aiming to fill her entire uterus to overflowing, determined to make her bear his child
. Even as the semen overflowed from her vagina, Yuanzhen's penis continued
to pump like a pump, relentlessly gushing forth more semen.
Zhou Zhiruo's uterus opened and closed in response to the ejaculation, absorbing all of Yuanzhen's semen without reservation. Her
vaginal walls contracted and writhed, trying to draw back as much of the expelled semen as possible, until Yuanzhen's penis softened
and the uterus contracted, at which point the vaginal walls ceased their contractions. Poor Zhou Zhiruo, no matter how hard she struggled, could not escape
the fate of being raped and impregnated.
After this ordeal, Zhou Zhiruo was already physically and mentally traumatized. Her breasts and buttocks were deformed and
swollen from Yuanzhen's grip, and thick, turbid semen continued to flow from her festering vulva. As soon as Yuanzhen lowered his hand, Zhou Zhiruo could no longer
hold on and fainted from the pain, collapsing to the ground like a limp rag.
However, the nightmare was not over yet. Yuanzhen had an inexplicable fondness for the beautiful and refined Zhou Zhiruo
. Even after having slept with her twice, his lust was still unusually strong. He simply turned Zhou Zhiruo over and was about to
deflower her.
In her dazed state, Yuanzhen grabbed Zhou Zhiruo by the hair and pushed her to stand in front of a large tree, her cheek pressed against
the rough bark. Yuanzhen stood behind Zhou Zhiruo and used his feet to spread her legs apart. Before Zhou Zhiruo could understand
what was happening, a piercing pain suddenly shot through her anus,
ten times greater than the pain of being deflowered. The intense pain jolted Zhou Zhiruo awake from her unconsciousness, and she let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"No, it's tearing...it's tearing..."
The virgin anus was narrower and tighter than the vagina, and lacked the lubrication of vaginal fluid.
When Yuanzhen forcefully inserted his fiery iron rod into her anus, the glans felt slightly painful due to the dryness. However, for the tender
skin of the anus, it was undoubtedly torture. Each time the glans thrust in and out between her buttocks, it rubbed until the skin
was broken and bleeding.
The intense pain caused Zhou Zhiruo to frantically tear at the skin with her hands, even ripping off the dry bark. With
the lubrication of the blood, the thrusting gradually became smoother. The standing thrusting allowed Yuanzhen to move forward and backward each time,
pinning Zhou Zhiruo firmly to the tree. Each thrust was ten times more powerful than usual. Her vulva
slammed against the dry bark of the tree, many sharp, hard wood splinters piercing her genitals, subjecting her already numb vulva to further merciless
torment. Some pubic hairs became entangled in the splinters, and each time Yuanzhen withdrew from the trunk, a large patch of pubic hair was torn away.
The pitiful, newly grown forest, before it had even matured, was already torn apart, sparse and pitiful.
After more than a hundred thrusts, Yuanzhen was at his limit, letting out a series of beastly howls, "I'll fuck
you to death, I'll fuck you to death..." His sensitive penis once again spurted out sticky semen, half of it inside her anus
, before pushing Zhou Zhiruo to the ground. Holding his penis, he sprayed Zhou Zhiruo's entire back, from her buttocks to her hair, until it was covered in a slushy
mess. At this point, Zhou Zhiruo was numb and unconscious, letting the thick semen flow freely over her body,
forming clumps of foul-smelling paste.
The Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand - Zhao Min Chapter:
Just as Yuanzhen was raping the female disciples of Emei, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a blue-clad figure swiftly
fleeing from the main hall, carrying the Heaven-Slaying Sword. Yuanzhen panicked upon seeing this, not even bothering to put his clothes back on, kicking Ding Minjun aside and
chasing after the figure naked into the woods.
The blue-clad figure seemed unwilling to fight Yuanzhen, darting into the dense undergrowth. Seeing the blue-clad figure about to disappear
into the woods, Yuanzhen, in a moment of panic, grabbed a bunch of branches, secretly channeling his inner energy, and struck the blue-clad figure directly at the head.
The blue-clad figure felt a strong gust of wind behind his head, dodging to the side, and after dodging all the branches, he was already...
Forced by Yuanzhen to leave the dense forest, he reached a stream behind Bright Peak. However, a tree branch blocked his path, allowing Yuanzhen
to catch up and block his way, leaving him with no escape.
At this moment, Yuanzhen regained his senses and saw that the man in blue was actually a young nobleman, exceptionally handsome, with
bright, clear eyes. He wore a blue silk robe, and a white jade folding fan was tucked into his waistband, exuding an
air of refined elegance. He held the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand, his hand on the hilt so white it was indistinguishable from the white jade fan handle.
Yuanzhen angrily shouted, "You audacious brat! How dare you steal the Heaven-Slaying Sword while I'm in a good mood!"
At this moment, Yuanzhen was completely naked. After several hours of continuous rape, for some reason, his penis not only didn't
soften but had grown even larger than before. His original eight-inch-long penis had grown to over nine inches, pointing skyward,
throbbing up and down, ready to devour anyone at any moment.
The young master didn't dare look Yuanzhen in the eye, his cheeks flushed, and he still argued, "What stealing?
This Heaven-Reliant Sword is a family heirloom, stolen by the old nun Miejue. Now I'm taking it back; it's simply returning it to its rightful
owner."
Yuanzhen laughed, "The Heaven-Reliant Sword has always belonged to Emei. How can it be someone else's family heirloom? You brat
, how dare you spout such nonsense!"
Before Yuanzhen could finish speaking, the young master preemptively struck, drawing the Heaven-Reliant Sword with a "clang." A
flash of cold light, and with a swift flick of his wrist, he unleashed a series of sword strikes, like lightning, aimed at Yuanzhen's eyes. However, the young master's martial arts
techniques were quite complex, sometimes employing the Kunlun Thrust Technique, sometimes the Diancang Thrust Method—all exquisite moves. But the young master's execution was merely
a display of skill, more show than substance, lacking power. In the eyes of a master like Yuanzhen, it was not worth a second glance. After several exchanges, Yuanzhen
spotted an opening and struck with surprising precision. He flicked his finger at the blunt edge of the Yitian Sword, then
sidestepped. The young master was immediately struck by Yuanzhen's Xuan Yin Finger Force, his arm going numb and his hand throbbing with pain. The Yitian Sword,
flicked away, flew from his grasp and embedded itself in the ground.
As the young master bent down to pick himself up, Yuanzhen closed in, reaching out to grab the young master's head.
Seeing Yuanzhen's claw attack, the young master had no choice but to abandon his attempt to retrieve the Yitian Sword and leap away. But Yuanzhen's counterattack was exceptionally
swift, and the young master couldn't dodge in time. With a "snap," his headscarf was snatched away by Yuanzhen's claw, and
he was thrown into the shallow stream with a "plop."
Yuanzhen walked to the stream, intending to kill the sword-stealing brat. Upon closer inspection, he was stunned to
see a stunningly beautiful woman with long, flowing hair standing in the stream. It turned out that the young man was Minmin
Temur, the daughter of the current Grand Commandant, Prince Ruyang, Chahan Temur. Minmin Temur preferred to dress and speak Han Chinese, and even adopted a
Han name, Zhao Min.
Zhao Min was a woman of exceptional courage and skill, naturally fond of martial arts, and had learned martial arts from the guards of Prince Ruyang. To fulfill
her father's ambitions, she led Mongol, Han, and Western Region warriors and
monks in a major offensive against various sects and gangs. Taking advantage of the siege of Bright Peak by the six major sects, Zhao Min led a large group of experts, attempting to seize the opportunity to annihilate the Ming Cult and the six
major sects in one fell swoop. To ascertain the true strength of the various sects, she disguised herself as a young master, leaving the Mongol experts behind to cover the rear, and
followed the Emei Sect alone, hoping to find out their strength and perhaps seize the opportunity to retrieve the family heirloom, the Heaven-Reliant Sword. She happened
to witness Yuanzhen's rape of the Emei lineage, and took advantage of Yuanzhen's debauchery to sneak into the inner hall to retrieve the sword, only to be discovered by Yuanzhen.
In fact, the siege of Bright Peak by the six major sects was also secretly planned by Yuanzhen. However, when Yuanzhen initially allied with
Prince Ruyang to propose eliminating the martial arts forces, Zhao Min was still young, quite different from the graceful young beauty she is now;
later, Yuanzhen switched allegiance to Kongjian and infiltrated the Central Plains, reporting directly to Prince Ruyang to avoid revealing his identity, thus
not recognizing the young princess before him.
Now, standing before Yuanzhen, she is merely a lamb to the slaughter. Zhao Min's sapphire blue silk dress, soaked
with the stream water, clung to her body, revealing her exquisite and curvaceous figure. Women of the Hu people are naturally unrestrained and would never
wear the kind of bodices or chest coverings that Han women wear. Even though Zhao Min admires Han culture, she only admires the outward appearance of their clothing; her dressing
habits still reflect the natural characteristics of the Hu people.
Therefore, after Zhao Min fell into the water, her skin was faintly visible through the thin, high-quality silk, especially her nipples, which
hardened from the cold, creating a large bulge in her upper garment. A long, beautiful lock of hair,
disheveled after Yuan Zhen knocked off her headscarf, further fueled Yuan Zhen's lust. His eyes widened, bloodshot, and his penis
swelled even more, the veins bulging as if about to burst from his skin.
Even if Yuan Zhen knew that the woman before him was the young princess of the Prince of Ruyang, his animalistic instincts would still drive him mad. Now, only one
word occupied Yuan Zhen's mind: "Adultery, adultery, adultery, adultery, adultery..."
Yuan Zhen immediately leaped into the stream, ready to seize Zhao Min. When Zhao Min met Yuan Zhen's lewd gaze,
her heart skipped a beat. Knowing something was wrong, she turned and leaped backward, but it was too late. Yuan Zhen grabbed her shoulder and
twisted it forcefully, and she struggled to break free. Yuan Zhen wasn't in a hurry. He loosened his grip, but instead tightened his grip on her clothes. With a "rip,"
a large piece of the thin silk was torn off, revealing Zhao Min's snow-white skin.
Yuan Zhen laughed, "Little beauty, what are you busy with? Let's have a little playful time!" Holding
the piece of clothing in his hand, he brought it close to his nose and sniffed. He suddenly smelled a strong muttony odor. Having interacted with Mongols, he
was familiar with this natural body odor of the Hu people. He couldn't believe that this stunning beauty was a foreigner. He couldn't help but ask with a smile,
"Are you a Hu person?"
Zhao Min didn't want to reveal her identity and ignored Yuan Zhen's question. Seeing Yuan Zhen's lewd and
shameless attitude as he sniffed and sucked on the clothing, she felt even more uneasy and immediately turned around and fled in the opposite direction. But Yuanzhen, with a slight display of lightness skill,
once again outmaneuvered Zhao Min. Without attempting to stop her, Yuanzhen simply ripped off
a piece of fabric from Zhao Min's left waist with a flick of his wrist, revealing her slender waist and graceful figure.
Zhao Min repeatedly tried to dodge and weave, but Yuanzhen always managed to get there first. Her upper garment was torn to shreds
, even a piece of her bosom was ripped off, leaving her half-exposed and utterly disheveled. With no other
options, she took a desperate gamble and leaped into the water, hoping to escape with the current.
Yuanzhen, seeing Zhao Min submerged, remained calm. Unaware that her blue silk dress was
dazzling in the water, even downstream, Yuanzhen could see her from afar. Yuanzhen waited until Zhao Min was about ten feet away before...
With a swift movement, he landed in front of Zhao Min.
Yuan Zhen said, "Little beauty, if you like diving so much, then go dive to your heart's content!" He grabbed Zhao Min's hair
and pushed her underwater.
Zhao Min had been holding her breath while swimming and was already struggling to breathe. Now, being forcibly pushed underwater by Yuan Zhen, she could only
struggle desperately, flailing her arms and legs, splashing water everywhere, hoping to rise to the surface for a breath.
Yuan Zhen saw Zhao Min flailing her arms and legs wildly, her tattered blue silk dress even more torn after being soaked, her right breast completely
exposed. Not wanting Zhao Min to actually faint, Yuan Zhen grabbed her right breast and lifted her up
.
As soon as Zhao Min was out of the water, she seemed to be reborn, her head rising to the surface as she gasped for air; but with
Yuan Zhen's hand gripping her breast, she felt extremely uncomfortable and pushed his hand away from her chest.
Yuanzhen didn't force her. Seeing Zhao Min push him away, he withdrew his hand, but instead grabbed her hair and forcefully
pushed her back into the water.
Zhao Min had just taken two deep breaths, still gasping for air, when Yuanzhen
pushed her underwater, forcing a mouthful of stream water into her mouth. She choked even harder than before, trying to spit out the water, but unable to open her mouth
. Her situation was more pathetic than before, her limbs struggling more violently, her clothes coming undone and falling apart, making it almost impossible for her to be dressed
.
Just as Zhao Min was nearly suffocating, Yuanzhen pulled her up again, then pushed her down once more. This happened four or
five times, until Zhao Min's stomach was full of water, and her whole body was weak and powerless from choking. When she was pulled to the surface again, she immediately
gasped for air, preparing to be pushed back underwater by Yuanzhen. Unexpectedly, after only two inhalations, Yuanzhen
didn't push Zhao Min into the water again. Instead, he shoved a huge, foul-smelling rod into her mouth. Zhao Min quickly opened her eyes and saw that the
rod was Yuanzhen's penis—black, ugly, and foul-smelling, making one feel nauseous at first sight. Just as Zhao Min was about to
spit it out, she heard Yuanzhen's voice: "Serve my darling well, or I'll push you into the water again."
The four or five times he had pressed her had already made Zhao Min pant heavily. Although
her throat hurt from the rod being shoved into her mouth, she could still breathe fresh air through her nose. Despite her reluctance, Zhao Min
opened her mouth and forced Yuanzhen's huge, black, foul-smelling member into her mouth.
Yuanzhen was overjoyed that Zhao Min didn't spit out his "treasure." While enjoying Zhao Min's oral services,
his hands were not idle either. Reaching towards Zhao Min's chest, he subtly channeled the power of his Dragon Claw Hand technique
, smoothly and neatly tearing a circular piece of fabric from the remaining silk clinging to her skin, without harming Zhao Min's skin in the slightest.
Yuan Zhen knew that after his recent frenzied debauchery with the Emei women, his skill had greatly improved.
As the fabric fell, Zhao Min's breasts, which had never been exposed to anyone for eighteen years,
were finally revealed together in the stream at Bright Peak. Although the skin of Hu women was generally rougher, Zhao Min, as a princess, was not comparable to ordinary
Hu women. Besides, what young girl wouldn't care about her appearance and skin? Therefore, whenever her father
went on campaigns, Zhao Min would always clamor for him to bring back plenty of cosmetics, such as rouge, face powder, and jade dew, so that her skin's smoothness
was not only unmatched by ordinary Hu women, but even the beauties of Jiangnan would likely pale in comparison.
However, these incomparably smooth breasts were about to suffer the ravages of a storm. When Yuanzhen saw
the two large, round breasts protruding from the two openings, he immediately squeezed them forcefully. Yuanzhen called himself
"Hun Yuan Thunderbolt Hand," and his hand skills were naturally superb. Furthermore, after becoming a disciple of the divine monk and practicing the Dragon Claw Hand
, his hands had grown even larger. But when he reached out to grab Zhao Min, he found he couldn't grasp those large breasts with one hand
. Overjoyed, he squeezed even harder, satisfying his sensual desires.
Yuanzhen squeezed hard, and the sensitive nipple immediately sent a pain signal to Zhao Min's brain. Zhao Min involuntarily bit down
, biting Yuanzhen's penis. Yuanzhen was instantly enraged, slapping Zhao Min so hard she flew backward
. He cursed, "Are you looking for death? Don't you know what to do? Let me teach you!"
He approached Zhao Min again, grabbing her hair with one hand and pinching her chin with the other,
shaking her head back and forth, forcefully slamming his penis deep into her throat. The impact caused her
trachea to swell and rupture, but Yuanzhen continued to forcefully insert it.
Zhao Min choked and screamed in pain, but Yuanzhen remained upright, thrusting his entire penis in. The
soft, elastic depths of her throat, gripping her like a suction cup,
gave Yuanzhen's penis a strange pleasure. Rather than having her serve him with her tongue, this was far
more pleasurable.
Because Yuanzhen's penis was so large, Zhao Min's small mouth had to open wide to barely accommodate it.
At this moment, Yuanzhen moved without any mercy, the friction between his mouth and penis becoming even more intense. Although the feeling lacked the
oppressive, hot warmth of her vagina, each time his penis passed through Zhao Min's tongue, the tongue's coating would rub against it
, sending waves of pleasure through him. Sometimes, it would even pull back the foreskin, licking the glans inside, making Yuanzhen shiver several times.
His yangguan could no longer hold back; his glans throbbed, and he ejaculated wildly into Zhao Min's mouth, filling her mouth with semen.
Although Zhao Min was a Hu woman, she was still young and had no experience with men or women. Having Yuanzhen stuff his glans into her mouth,
she was already suffering unbearably, but unexpectedly, the glans in her mouth suddenly gushed out a large amount of foul-smelling semen, which she sucked and
swallowed. The nauseating stench was unbearable for Zhao Min, who finally spat out Yuan Zhen's penis and lay
there sulking, trying to expel the filth.
However, even after spitting out Yuan Zhen's ten-foot-long penis, the ejaculation wasn't over. His penis, like a black
dragon spewing flames, continued to spray semen indiscriminately onto Zhao Min's face and hair. Large clumps
of white semen covered Zhao Min's face, like a thick paste.
Seeing Zhao Min's pretty face stained with his semen, Yuan Zhen showed no pity. Instead, he reached out and
wiped the semen from Zhao Min's face, making sure it was all over her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He even pinched Zhao
Min's mouth, grabbed her hand, and held his penis, scolding her harshly, "Stick out your tongue and clean my treasure!"
Zhao Min, dizzy from the semen, dared not lick the ugly penis. Yuanzhen secretly
With a forceful squeeze, Yuanzhen forced Zhao Min to stick out her tongue, then smeared his penis on her tongue.
Actually, Zhao Min's mouth still contained a large amount of Yuanzhen's semen, which, even with his tongue,
couldn't be cleaned. Yuanzhen wasn't interested in cleaning it; he simply wanted to torture this beautiful woman to satisfy his perverse
sadistic desires.
Strangely enough, despite having just ejaculated, Yuanzhen's penis hadn't shrunk at all; it remained as hard as an iron
pillar, proudly erect. Zhao Min licking his penis felt like licking a hot iron rod.
Before Zhao Min could clean it, Yuanzhen's lust was already uncontrollable. He pulled Zhao Min aside and placed her
on a large rock by the stream, ready to force himself on her.
Yuanzhen pushed Zhao Min onto the rock. Knowing Yuanzhen's intentions, Zhao Min immediately struggled desperately, hoping for a sliver of
hope. Zhao Min's resistance became a powerful aphrodisiac for Yuanzhen. The more Zhao Min resisted, the more excited Yuanzhen became. So,
without even removing Zhao Min's lower garment, he simply tore a slit in the crotch of her pants, revealing her bulging mons pubis
and thin vulva. Ignoring everything else, he forcefully thrust his iron-like penis inside.
"Ah...ah...it hurts...pull it out...pull it out..." The pain of losing her virginity caused Zhao Min
to scream irrationally. Zhao Min frantically pounded on Yuan Zhen's chest, trying to push him away; but her powerless
hands, besides making "slap...slap..." sounds, did nothing to stop Yuan Zhen's thrusts.
Yuan Zhen, on the other hand, gripped Zhao Min's large breasts tightly, pulling her closer with each thrust
. From a distance, it looked as if Zhao Min was pushing and Yuan Zhen was pulling, making it seem like they were trying out a new sexual technique.
Since penetrating Zhao Min's vagina, Yuan Zhen's glans felt an unprecedented tightness. If Zhou Zhiruo's vagina
was the softest and smoothest in the world, then Zhao Min's vagina was the most elastic and gripping. It should be known that women of the Hu people, from
a young age, learn to ride, spending their days galloping across the grasslands. Their legs require immense strength to grip the horse, and the constant
bouncing and jolting on horseback, through accumulated friction, makes the muscles from their thighs to their genitals highly elastic.
This training, intended to lay the foundation for the Yuan dynasty's conquest, unexpectedly
produced an unintended effect during Yuanzhen's rape. Each time Yuanzhen inserted his penis two-tenths of the way, the elasticity of the vaginal walls defensively pushed it
back halfway; the deeper the insertion, the greater the rebound. Previously, in rape, Yuanzhen would thrust his penis in and out, but now
, simply pushing forward would be met with Zhao Min's pushes and the elasticity of her vaginal walls, pushing his penis back. This kind of rape
had a different kind of pleasure, making him constantly pull Zhao Min's large breasts closer to him.
Yuanzhen indulged in his rape, but only Zhao Min suffered endless pain. Although Zhao Min was known for her boldness and uninhibited nature,
she remained steadfast in her chastity, having never experienced sexual intimacy. Little did she expect that her first
loss of virginity would be in this remote mountain valley, subjected to such a brutal and relentless assault by a bald slave named Yuan Zhen.
Zhao Min possessed some martial arts skills, but her power was ultimately insufficient. Having been repeatedly submerged in the water by Yuan Zhen, her internal energy
was already depleted, and her protective energy was significantly weakened. Her large, round breasts, under Yuan Zhen's constant pulling, showed faint
red marks; her breasts, initially round and swollen, were slowly stretched into a papaya shape.
Seeing Zhao Min's nipples deformed and elongated, Yuan Zhen found it amusing and adorable. Besides pulling them closer, he also
stretched them to the sides and outwards, seeing just how long they could be stretched. Poor Zhao Min, under Yuan Zhen's perverse influence, was
nearly brought to unconsciousness by the pulling.
After hundreds of thrusts, Yuanzhen felt something strange in his penis. Zhao Min, dazed and confused from the rape,
suddenly cried out in pain. Yuanzhen looked down at Zhao Min's genitals and saw streaks of blood flowing from her vagina. Yuanzhen was greatly
surprised, because when he forced himself on her, he felt that Zhao Min's hymen had already been broken; why would there be this virgin
blood?
But Yuanzhen didn't think much of it, because he had served under the Prince of Ruyang and knew that Hu women learned horsemanship from a young age,
galloping across the grasslands, often losing their hymen on horseback before childhood
. He simply thought that the Hu people were unrestrained and didn't value it, so he hadn't seen virgin blood when he forcefully penetrated Zhao Min, which he found unsurprising. What
he didn't expect was why this strange phenomenon occurred only after hundreds of thrusts.
Yuanzhen pulled his penis out slightly to examine it closely and discovered that the surface of her vulva was covered with a lot of grit. It turned out that the large rock beside the stream
was covered with sand and pebbles. During Yuanzhen and Zhao Min's struggle, many of these pebbles flew and attached themselves to Yuanzhen's penis. With each
thrust, they cut into the walls of Zhao Min's vagina like tiny knives, leaving bloody marks. However, Yuanzhen's protective inner energy
was formidable, and he was completely unaffected. The poor girl, Princess Ruyang, suffered the agony of being cut by countless grains of sand.
After understanding the situation, Yuanzhen also understood Zhao Min's suffering, but the cold-hearted Yuanzhen ignored it completely. Instead,
he teased Zhao Min, saying, "Many Hu women have never enjoyed this virgin blood. Your honor is all due to my favor. Quickly
thank me!"
Zhao Min, already in excruciating pain from being violated, was in no condition to respond to Yuanzhen's teasing. Unable to resist, she could only try her best
to open her vagina, hoping Yuanzhen would finish quickly.
Perhaps the stimulation of the sand and stones increased Yuanzhen's pleasure. After another quarter of an hour of thrusting, he felt
his penis loosen and the head of his penis began to throb. Having learned from her previous experience, Zhao Min knew Yuanzhen was about to ejaculate. Even though
she had no experience with men and women, Zhao Min knew she absolutely could not let Yuanzhen ejaculate inside her. She hurriedly begged Yuanzhen, "Master, Master
, no, don't ejaculate inside! Please, please have mercy and pull it out!"
Yuanzhen ignored her and instead said to Zhao Min, "Female benefactor, the Buddha saves all sentient beings from
the four sufferings of birth, old age, sickness, and death. If you don't try to conceive, how can you understand?"
With that, Yuanzhen could no longer hold back his penis, letting the semen spray from his penis like a jet of water, mixed with sand and stones, directly
hitting the clitoris and penetrating deep into Zhao Min's body.
After venting his anger, Yuanzhen withdrew his penis and used it to wipe himself against Zhao Min's breasts. He then carefully observed
Zhao Min, who lay dazed on the large rock. He noticed a stream of semen overflowing from her vagina, flowing down her thighs
, contrasting with the white foam between her breasts and the specks of semen in her hair, creating a scene of decadent beauty.
This trip to Bright Peak had not only allowed Yuanzhen to avenge his great enemy and destroy the Ming Cult's foundation, but also to rape over a dozen women in a single day
, his satisfaction unparalleled. However, after achieving his revenge and indulging his lust, he also gained some understanding. He realized...
Life is but a fleeting few decades; grand ambitions and deep-seated hatreds are but passing clouds .
Only by indulging in pleasure and debauchery can one live a life without regret.
Yuanzhen didn't even pick up the Yitian Sword, hailed as one of the "Supreme Swords of the Martial World," and simply drifted away. From then on
, Yuanzhen traveled throughout the north and south of the Yangtze River, taking pleasure in raping women and stealing their virginity. Martial arts practitioners
changed Yuanzhen's nickname from "Hun Yuan Thunderbolt Hand" to "Breaking the Yuan and Opening Up the 'Nine' (a Cantonese slang term)."
Prince Ruyang, heartbroken by the rape of his beloved daughter by Yuanzhen, lost his will to fight, leading to the Yuan army's repeated defeats.
Zhu Yuanzhang, a remnant of the Ming Cult, seized power when his key ministers were either dead or wounded, greatly weakening the cult. He reorganized his army, using
the slogan "Expel the barbarians," recruited martial arts figures, and launched a rebellion against the Yuan, ultimately driving the Mongols out of the Central Plains and establishing
the Ming Dynasty. This could also be considered an indirect contribution from Yuanzhen, but that's a story for another time and won't be elaborated upon here.
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